Carlos raising his hand to stab Alpha Greg and a flying figure kicking him nowhere happened in a blink of an eye. He groaned as he felt the sharp pain on his side. “Who the hell are you?”

Alpha Greg panted heavily, squinting his lids open. Realizing he was still alive, he gasped. “Oh shit. That was so close. Bastard!”

“It's enough,” Lia muttered. “You are the worst.”

“Lia Blake?” Carlos called as he lifted himself from the ground.

“You are going back to the pack to answer some serious questions,” Lia sneered.

Carlos chuckled, his tone laced with scorn. “Serious question? Look, I was trying to get him to...