THE ALPHA’S FIRST FALL 2
He threw the carriage door open and stepped out into the freezing snow, his massive form instantly shifting into his towering, dark-furred dire wolf mid-stride.
I leaned over the seat, peering out through the heavy glass window.
In the middle of the snowy road, Daniel Cho and our guards were locked in brutal combat with a dozen masked rogues bearing the silver crest of the northern border clans.
Standing right on the ridge above the ambush, holding a glowing black soul-stone that controlled the rogues, was Julian Park—my new boss from the trading guild, the male who was supposed to be my safe ground.
Julian looked down at the carriage, his clean hands holding a bloody scroll, and shouted acr