A plan to attack

"Fuck!" Denzel slammed his hands on the steering wheel after bringing the car to a stop. "Stay here, Princess."

"But I—" Cinnia tried to protest but Denzel's look had her sitting back with an exasperated huff.

Denzel coughed at the smoke billowing from the back tires of the car. His eyes searched the lonely road but came up empty. There was no one there.

However, when he reached the spot he had swerved past, a familiar scent filled his nostrils.

"He's an Alpha. I caught the scent," Denzel announced to Cinnia when he entered the car. "Yet, there are no Alphas in this area."

"None?" Cinnia questioned. "How can that be anyway? Aren't all the Alphas under your leadership? Why would any of them want to stalk and endanger us?"

"He isn't under a pack. That I am sure of."

"How do you know that? Maybe he is a traitor or something!" Cinnia argued.

Denzel sighed and turned on the engine. As he drove, he asked, "What was he wearing? The man on the road?"

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