Chapter 345: Taste of vengeance (1)

[Aldric]

Seconds ticked by as Aldric processed Harry's words. His wolf, Callan, was practically snapping and clawing at his mind to break through. Aldric's own pulse was hammering, his lip snarling, yet he had control over Callan and breathed slowly. They did not know who it was yet, and he would kill them, that was for sure. There was no doubt about it.

Until then, he would listen to what his friend had to say. Harry also confirmed in that one sentence what Aldric believed to be true. There was no accident, and someone..

His hands balled into fists, and his eyes darkened to the barely contained fury.

Someone wanted his family dead. Someone killed his wife, his mate and almost stole his children from him as well. That someone was going to pay.

"Who was it?" Aldric growled, flicking his gaze to Harry once more as he stepped towards him threateningly.