I watched the scene unfold, a hatred unlike anything I had ever known surging from the depths of my soul. I hated the rogue werewolves, I hated Sasha, but more than anything, I hated myself for having been so blind. Dominic drove back to the base, running straight into Lucas. "Jax still hasn't been found," Lucas said, his expression grave. "But he is definitely still in the city." "Also," Lucas he