The Wrong Wolf

Lance's pov

The chimes ringing more than the highest peak of the mountains, the wind is screaming more than the banshee hiding in the deepest forest. The sun was rising above the highest wave and the icebergs were floating above the air. The crystal white snow was sparking than the brightest diamond present in the world

We drove the vehicle from the outskirts area to gain more time and divert the Alpha Damien's army looking for the abducted princess of the pack.

Poor wolves got nothing in their hands. Now I will trade this wolf in exchange for my freedom. I would stay a lone wolf rather than being under an Alpha. After the past experiences, I was willing to stay out of pack matters.

Apart from this incident, I cannot forget the scent I inhaled in the crystal moon pack's territory. That she was a wolf, who was she? And why did my wolf howl after spotting her? Is it true that someone can get a second chance mate? All this time, I felt alone and worse, running around nowhere but now aft