Alphas war
It was getting dark, and the sun was setting down; I stared at the tree’s shadows, then lifted my eyes at the forest.
It looked so calm and creepy from afar. In the corner of my eyes, I saw Ashton coming towards me with a serious face.
That couldn’t be good.
He came and stood by my side, leaning on me as he whispered, “alpha, there’s a message from the witches.”
Ashton only addressed me as alpha instead of Haley, when things were serious.
I sighed and entered the packhouse, heading straight to my office.
There was a red bird on my desk. His obsidian eyes staring back at me.