7 : Beta Connor

Bianca happily shook Connor’s hand. I have to memorize his drinking preferences for his next visit here, she thought. As she released his hand, she noted the solemn expression on his face. He looked perplexed and worried. Little did she know, that she put him in danger by touching him at this moment. This innocent and conventional gesture had heavy meaning for a mate’s wolf, almost sinful when it was an unclaimed Luna. Her scent was now on his hand. Connor and his men knew that he took a huge risk by touching the mate of an alpha… worst the mate of Alpha Black, The Mad One.

They ended their drinks, chatting about which route they should take. They had other packs to stop by before joining the Luna’s Ceremony. They were hesitating between going straight to the party or going to the other packs first. They knew that whatever they would choose if the Mad One could smell Bianca on one of them, this would mean trouble… and maybe death.

They stopped talking as all their ey