The Alpha Can't Sense His Mate!
“If you want to help, I suggest you look for a book with a blue covering and-”
“Black inscription on the spine?” I finished up for her,
“Correct.” She said, after some seconds, her head whipped back, “How did you know that?”
“Because I’m staring at it.”
Ithra turned towards my direction, and a shocked breath escaped her at the sight before us.
A sleeping wild boar. You would never imagine what it used as its pillow.
The ancient witch’s book.