The ground trembled as a pack of enormous werewolves led by their Alpha, Cohen Kingsley, charged into the woods. He told them to flank the two rogues who had trespassed into his territory. The rogues were all in their early twenties or younger, yet their quickness indicated that they had always been on the go. Cohen had no intention of killing them because they had committed no severe crimes against his pack other than crossing the border illegally. He intended to catch them alive rather than murder them. The Werewolf's Council had passed new legislation requiring rogues who committed minor offenses to enter a rehabilitation clinic to be trained to change their rogue lifestyle into something productive. Cohen's pack, the Southern Werewolves Pack, had over two thousand members and was one of the largest. His pack had fought and won innumerable wars against their foes, notably vampires. The pack was frequently a target of trouble due to its military achievements. The pack's former Alph

He returned to the pack mansion with anger. His cheeks were flushed with rage. Nobody questioned anything as they obediently followed their Alpha. The Enforcers returned to their duties, but the Alpha continued to rage. He not only lost two rogues, but he also discovered that his mate was the legendary rogue. It only added to his wrath. Mira Red had to be the most powerful woman on the planet. Cohen had attended plenty of meetings relating to her. The Werewolf's Council used every resource to apprehend the redheaded huntress. He recalled a mission where he almost ran into her. Almost. She vanished into thin air instantly, leaving no record of her whereabouts after committing a crime. There weren't any loose ends either. They could only link the crime scenes to her because she left behind a slight trace. Cohen knew she wasn't the type of huntress who would leave a trail of evidence linking her to every crime. But she wasn't the type to pass up the thrill of having every pack on the l

“So, she’s a regular here?” Liam repeated it.For the past five minutes, he already interrogated the three women who joined them at the booth. Cohen took no interest in the women. He didn‘t take any interest in any woman. He had his needs, but it didn’t mean he would do it with a string attached. It was better to not have a string attached to all the women he had bedded just in case his true mate showed up in his life. He had what he wished for with a little twist.“Yeah, I think she has a thing with Mr. Grover,” The blonde replied.The Alpha’s hands curled into fists underneath the table. His eyes fixated on his Beta who just shrugged it off like it was nothing.“They have a thing,” another one added, fueling the rage inside Cohen. “One time, they left in the same car.”“How long has she been here?” Brandon’s turn to ask. “In the town, I mean.”The woman thought for a second. “About two months, give or take. She was always with Mr. Grover. They talked. Sometimes, they argued. Wheneve

Cohen grunted as he got out of his bed. His morning didn't start in the way he wanted. Not when he had twenty Enforcers of the 1st Battalion and their Commander, Dalton Forest, on his land. The Alpha much preferred not to have any Battalions or their Commanders on his land, even if the Commander was his father's closest friend in the Werewolf's Council. There were a few occasions when the Battalions and their Commanders needed outside the Werewolf's Council's lands. An Alpha's visitation, official events, and highly concerning matters were among the few things that needed their Commanders and Battalions. Other than that, they would work within the Werewolf's Council's land.He didn't expect they were coming as early as eight in the morning. After the trespassing incident and witnessing his mate kill eight men last night, he took a long time to patrol his territory before coming home to sleep. Liam told him to expect the 1st Battalion and their Commander to come about ten in the morning

The Werewolf’s Council had been on a high alert on his land ever since they found out Mira Red had been on his land. Cohen stood at the balcony of his master bedroom inside the pack mansion, overlooking the backyard where the new Enforcers were training by senior Enforcers. “Alpha,” Liam said after knocking on the door. “Mr and Mrs Juilliard are in your office.”“Do you think she killed Monty Olsen?” Cohen asked his beta without looking. “The Council is certain she did.”“I don’t think that’s the question you’ve been dreading to ask me,” Liam replied. “Mr. and Mrs. Juilliard, are you sure you have nothing to do with this?” Dalton questioned the couple, parents to Rebecca Juilliard.Cohen stayed silent. He let the Commander give his best effort in interrogating. Dalton wasn’t just the Commander of the 1st Battalion, he was also one of the lead interrogators. It was one of his many talents in his forty years career.“The rogue deserved to die for what he did to our girl,” Mrs. Juilliar