The Prime Alpha's Rogue Mate
Alfred shouted, calling after her as she turned back.
But Zara wasn't affected by the frequency.
Her physiology was different. The White Wolf bloodline was ancient, predating the biology that the modern anti shifter tech targeted. To her, the noise was just a headache, not a paralyzing stroke.
She saw Alex fall to one knee, roaring in pain. Blood trickled down from his nose.
One of the mercenaries, a massive brute with a silver plated axe, stepped forward towards Alex, raising the weapon for a killing blow.