Chapter 35

Kas’s POV

I wish I could tell you what set me off, but I don’t know. It was just like when I attacked James. I couldn’t control myself. It felt different, though. Instead of acting on instinct to kill, it upset me that Bronx would want to tip the balance of our natural order. I just felt so angry at the core of my being. Hearing Bronx wanted to break laws and go around the established system to get revenge lit a flame inside me. The thought of him wanting to start a war was overwhelming. I wasn’t sure how I was going to stop him. I just knew I couldn’t let him do it. We have rules to follow. I won’t allow him to become a tyrant.

I didn’t want anyone else to get hurt. I knew that much. That’s why I froze time before I threw myself at Bronx. A surge of energy flowed through me I had never felt before. Some deep down part of me knew my actions would mean I would serve justice, and I felt brave. Fearless. Confident that I was following my mother’s bidding.

He wasn’t expecting it. He caught me, but the momentum knocked him down. I don’t remember exactly what happened after that. I think I froze him too, or partially froze him at least. Regardless, I was able to grab him by the collar and drag him down the stairs, out the front door of the packhouse, and down to the training grounds. 2

Everyone saw us. I could hear him growling my name and yelling for me to let him go, but it didn't deter me. People looked like they wanted to stop me, but it scared them to approach me. I could see it in their eyes. They did not know what he had said in Lenora’s

office. Or what he was planning if I didn’t stop him. Milo and Reggie tried. Even Marco wasn't able to talk sense into him.

When I threw Bronx into the ring and made him stand on his own two feet, I didn’t even think of him as my mate. He was a threat I needed to diffuse. I don’t know why I felt like it was my responsibility or why I was the only one that could do it. I don’t know why I felt like I needed to fight him to get my point across.

The look of rage on his face when he was standing across from me in that ring was intense. The anger of being attacked and humiliation by being dragged across the packhouse and grounds in front of his pack set him off. I think that was the moment I knew I had done the right thing. He can direct his anger at me all day long. I can take it.

From the first moment he lunged at me and the heel of my foot hit him square in the mouth, I had the upper hand in the fight. Not for a lack of him trying. He gave everything he had in him, but his brute force tactics made him sluggish and tired him quickly.

Everything I had ever practiced and learned was at the front of my mind. Instincts that I didn’t even know I had presented themselves and made themselves available to me. 1

Lex was an unwilling participant. She didn’t want us to hurt our mate. She wanted me to find another way. I pushed her to the back of my mind and took control for once. I could feel her pushing back, but the surge of energy coursing through me kept her at bay. 1

to kill James. Would I have killed my own mate? Did

see Bronx,

for justice,

sayin' you're fine, but you don’t seem like you are?” Marco checks on me for the hundredth time. He and James gave me some sort of potion that Delilah made that helped me calm

Tyree and another guard standing in front of

be?” I lean my head back against the wall and run my fingers against my scalp. Lex has mostly healed my cuts and scrapes. My

speak to you soon. I’m sure of it,” he says, trying to comfort me even though he

I attacked James, they sure will

is they?"

corner of my eye. He leans his arms forward onto

know underneath it all, you're still you. The Moon Goddess wouldn't let you turn evil overnight," he explains, "Something is going on that don't have nothin' to do with you and we just have

me anytime there's a problem. That's still true. I won't always have an answer, but I will always be

"Thanks, Marco."

could have seen the fight though," he says with a smile in his voice, "You being able to put him in that

hands and hide

in silence. What the

would cry, but I don’t have any tears right now. Yeah, I am

the hall, speaking to the receptionist. Delilah comes around the corner with her long light brown hair flowing behind her and her ocean blue eyes filled with worry. She is wearing a dark blue cotton sundress that makes her skin look flawless. I never really feel

and throws her arms

don't want to get

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