THE SPLIT

“What could he be thinking? What could be going on in the head of that tyrant?” Alpha Dante groaned.

He stared ahead distantly and his legs tapped impatiently.

Alpha Gerald snorted. “He is trying to get us in his trap. Did you see his eyes as he took his new little bitch around? He is trying to use the bitch to get to us. By the way, did any of you send the bitch?”

It had been twenty minutes since the Alphas Alpha gathered. Alpha Blake had not said a word. He was standing behind the window frame, looking out. All he thought of was how to get Lia out of the nest of the lycan king.

Lia had assured him she had things under control but he would be a fool to relax at those words. Lia knew almost nothing about the Lycan King’s monstrous side nor his quest to unveil the secret of the death of his mate and newborn pup.

One thing was certain. As long as Lia remained in Harrow Wood Pack, under the eyes of the lycan king, she was far from being safe.

“Alpha Blake. Do you have nothing to sa