LOGINThe Werewolf’s Council had been on a high alert on his land ever since they found out Mira Red had been on
“Your ride is here,” Griffin said.Mira was ready from head to toe. The only thing left was her masquerade mask. She reached for it and wore. It had been a week since she stayed low profile in Griffin&
“I hope we’d put aside our differences and go on with this arrangement,” Dalton spoke as he arrived in front of the pack mansion.“Couldn’t agree more,” Cohen replied. &ld
It had been a week since the incident in the cabin. Mira was gone after Vincent ordered her to leave. Cohen wanted to find her, but if she eluded him eight years ago, what difference would it make right now if he went to look for her?
“You were dead.” He knew the Beta as much as he knew the Alpha.“Too bad you’re disappointed,” Vincent replied sarcastically. “You’re not the first in the line.”
Vincent drove out of Black Soil and headed straight to Westie’s pub where he usually got his supplies. He couldn’t risk himself being seen in public places, not when the Werewolf’s Council was on hot trail on Cohen and his territory.He knew the moment he sniffed an Alpha’s scent around h
Pain.Rage.