Chapter 38

Mason’s POV

I feel a pain in my chest and then suddenly the voices of my pack come rushing in. They’re all crying out for my father, Alpha Thorin. I fall to my knees, and hold on tight to Lily as their cries continue to fill my head. The weight of their sorrow mixed with my own is almost too much to bear. But with my father’s last breath, I can feel my own wolf gaining strength. I’m next in line, I will be the new Alpha. I stand to my feet, pushing down the voices in my head.

“I need to get to my pack now.” I say.

“Head in that direction, that’s where your soldiers should be. We’re going to have to part ways here.” The man who rescued us says. I hurry and run as fast as my body will let me in the direction that he pointed. I can smell my pack’s scent getting stronger and stronger as I approach.

“Halt!” I hear some one shout to me. I know it’s one of my own men.

“It’s me, it’s Mason.” I reply. Some warriors come out from behind the trees. The looks on their faces tell me everything.