Chapter 67 Alpha Colin, Bitch-Slapping King

Hunter’s POV

Reg was whining in my head when I came to. All of me felt dry and dusty – even the inside of my mouth was coated with orange sand. I sat up, my head spinning, and spat out a cloud of dust.

‘Why wouldn’t you fight back?’ he griped. ‘It’s not like you. It felt wrong. And I know you had to protect Jane by creating a distraction, I’m a smart wolf, you don’t have to explain that–’

‘If you were really such a smart wolf, Reg,’ I groaned, ‘I wouldn’t need to explain any of it.’ I sighed. ‘My fighting style is too well known. People send their kids to me to train, right?’ He nodded slowly. ‘I didn’t want to blow my cover by fighting back, even in this form.’ I plucked at Colin’s tatty shirt, now blood-soaked and torn, and wrinkled my nose. ‘Besides, I knew they wouldn’t do me any real damage.’

I stood up slowly, my vision blurring. Fuck. Maybe they’d done me more damage than I’d thought…

‘Hello!’ Reg tried to snap his paws like they were fingers, but failed miserably. Instead he y