บททั้งหมดของ The Alpha's Mate (#1 The Southern Werewolves Pack Series): บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Mira climbed the tree. It had been an hour since the incident in the encampment. While she was assured her people were safe, Mira had to make sure it stayed that way. This time, it was about Rebecca Juilliard, the nurse who died a few weeks back. Rebecca’s parents approached Grover after searching for an outlaw who had the skills to solve the case. Griffin would never reject a very good

Hours turned to days. Mira Red was no longer the main coverage of the news. Cohen grew restless in his pack mansion as he had heard nothing about the mate of him. He put himself into more works, hoping to distract himself from thinking of her. Truth to be told, she never left his mind.

One file after another. Dalton reached for the warm aroma of black coffee. He took two sips before setting the cup down on his desk. It had been days since he last met her at Alpha Cohen’s territory. Everytime, she would slip from his fingers. His decades of experience was nothing compared to her. Mira might be looking like a junior rogue who didn’t have much experience. But, damn, she knew everything way too well. With everything pointed to her direction, Mira had shown that she was more capable than any other criminals that he had ever known. “Sir,” His second-in-command, Jahan, entered the office.Here were the things about running duty in the Council. The Battalions weren’t considered as a pack. All the Enforcers in the Battalions were either chosen to be part of the Council or they had no more packs left. Hundreds of werewolves packs had been annihilated by the vampires since the First War. Children were orphaned. Centuries passed, there were still no signs of peace between vampi

Two days later, Mira stood behind a tree, carefully watching the cabin ahead. A red truck parked in front. A man and a woman came out of the truck, laughing and walking drunkenly towards the front door. Mira almost held her breath during the entire moment her eyes fixated on the man.

Mira sat on her motorbike, thinking. She had enough time. Probably more than enough. Mira took out her phone and dialed the number. Her feet were tapping on the floor impatiently.“This is your operator, Jen