Xavier

His mind was sharp, his goal was to find his target and eliminate him once and for all, but as he took his next running step, the shock almost froze him in place. Karenina. Her scent wafted here, not at his pack house where she would be safe. The scent was fresh, so strong in the air, she must have passed this way only moments ago. And there was something else. Helga's scent was here, too.

A snarl curled up his upper lip, revealing fangs pointed with unusual fury. What was her servant doing taking Karen from his place? His heart thudded as he realized where the two women's...