Alpha Arkon;

Getting closer to the courtroom of the bastard - Alpha Thane, a whiff of my mate’s scents hits my nose. My feet halt midway momentarily and I sniff in once more. I need to get my confirmation. She is indeed the one in his courtroom.

What is she doing in the South?

Without waiting for the warrior who had stepped in to announce my presence, I pushed the door open and stormed in. And there she is, sitting on a rounded table with the beast. What the fucking hell.

“Welcome, my dear friend, Alpha Arkon!!” Thane says in excitement.

“We are not friends. Save the formalities,” I cut...