Chapter 135

[ALPHA DOMINIC’s Point of View]

I was trapped.

I wanted to return to the pack manor so bad, but I couldn’t leave the eastern gates. How many days have we been under attack by the Black Claws? Five days? Had it been a week already? Liam couldn’t fight and manage this barracks with me because I wanted him to focus on guarding the twins. There was no one I could trust and rely on but Liam.

I looked outside the tent, exhausted and with heavy eyes. I haven't had any sleep for three days. Everything here was chaotic—a battlefield full of dead bodies. One massive explosion brought down a portion of the wall, preventing me from leaving the place, and even though I wanted to go back to Samantha so badly, a minute of me being gone from this place would take the whole pack down. There was no way I could let that happen.