“Do you even have a reputation in the first place?” He still managed to smirk, his caring demeanor vanishing like bubbles popping mid-air.

If only I could wipe away that smirk on his face with my claws or with a silver knife.

I roared in pain as I thumped back to the ground, my legs betraying me.

“I don’t need your help. I’ll just mind-link my two Betas to fetch me.”

“Most of the Nightblood Pack Betas who can fight are in the Blackwind Pack right now, Evadne." He waved a hand to the other side of the river. "Where do you think those Rogues came from?”

Just as I...