#Chapter 169: Undercover

I lunged for Zoe, a growl ripping from my throat. “Holy shit. Holy shit,” someone was saying over and over. It sounded like Fiona, but I could barely register it. I was too far gone. I was going to tear Zoe to pieces. The rage was so strong, a red film fell over my eyes. She’d held me captive, watched me get tortured. She was working for the enemy, and I was going to kill her. Before I could reach her, a wolf barreled into me, knocking me to the floor. Zoe took a few rapid steps back as the wolf towered over me. It was large and black. It nuzzled me, and when I glanced at Zoe, it growled low. Then it nuzzled me again. It took a moment for me to register its scent through the anger, but the moment it did, my rage seeped away. Matt lay down beside me, his eyes on Zoe. His gaze promised death if she came any closer. Instead, she held up her hands, looking weary. I’d never seen Matt in his wolf form, but he was one of the biggest wolves I’d ever seen. “Someone get them some clothes,”