Chapter 40 The Fallout

|| Kael’s POV || The grand hall of our estate echoed with the sound of my father’s growl, a deep, guttural noise that sent shivers down my spine. His voice was like thunder, reverberating off the walls and filling the room with an oppressive tension. I stood in the center of the room, my shoulders stiff, my jaw clenched as I faced him. His eyes, usually calm and calculating, were now dark with anger, the outer rim of his irises turning black as his wolf threatened to surface.