Prince Harad's POV

I hurry down the steps of the Jet, anxious to be back in the Crescent Moon packhouse. It's astounding how frequently I find myself in this pack, my stay here has surpassed even that of my time in the Kingdom.

There's something about the Alpha and Beta that sparks suspicion.

                Actually, the entire pack's demeanor is inexplicably odd. No one dares to look me in the eye and it's not because I'm a Royal. I have a gut feeling that they're privy to information concealed from me and believe me, I'll lay my life on the line if it doesn't concern to Cissy. But in the meantime,...