The Weight of the Hunt

[Bailey]

Ian’s storming out of the hotel restaurant didn’t escape my notice. I could see the way he glared at me as Keaton Black came over to talk to me. At least his eyes showed his anger. The rest of his body language said he didn’t mind much until he left. That was when the intensity of his anger hit me.

“It seems like your friend wasn’t too happy to see us talking.”

“If he knows what I know, he’s probably pretty angry. Your pack kills hunters. If I heard correctly, your pack is the one that destroyed his hunter clan. How could he possibly be happy about seeing someone from the same pack that was responsible for the death of everyone he loved?” I scoffed.

Keaton watched Ian leave out of the corner of his eye. “Indeed. How could he feel anything other than anger,” he whispered.

“You’re not……