He knew the Alpha was gone after the confrontation with her mother. He had waited patiently to hear it. The pack was unprotected.

It wasn’t like he needed to get into the pack to see who he came to see. She lived away from the pack, along with his next secret weapon.

Johnson cracked his neck, crouching to his wolf form. He inhaled the chill breeze the night gave. His black wolf blended with the night, and the only thing out of place were his red flaming eyes.

He sped to the house beside the only lake around and stopped right outside the door. He scratched on the metal gate;...