6. A Deal with the unknown

Henry

I headed to the border of the pack and took a plane to England without looking back. Father was wrong; I wouldn’t come back begging, I was an Alpha and I wouldn’t ever go down to my knees. If I was to go back to my pack, it would be to claim my birthright as their Alpha, with my fated Luna by my side. Knight barked in agreement in my mind.

When I arrived in London, I knew things wouldn’t be easy and it would be hard to find her as unfortunately mate-bonds didn’t work like GPSs.

“If only I knew her scent, I could track her to the end of the world,” Knight chimed in.

“You are over-confident even for an Alpha! You are a good tracker, but your nose can’t cross oceans,” I replied, if I was to give too much credit to this wolf, he would become unbearable.

How could I find her? I wondered looking at the grey skies of London.

“Maybe we need some help from magic, get one witch or two,” my wolf suggested.

“Good idea, Knight!”

“I know; I am the brain, the claws and the muscles betwee