The atmosphere instantly became heavier. I noticed my Beta and Gamma stiffen by my side, both ready to fight, just waiting for my orders. Havelock was growling like a ravenous beast inside my head, begging me to kill the strangers for simply insinuating the murder of our sweet fox mate. On the outside, however, I was impassive. Our situation was delicate; one false step could lead to a gruesome war.
My heart started beating faster the moment I realized who these people were. The man standing in front of me was none other than Chase Argent, the Alpha of Silver Hunter Pack - a group famous for hunting down the last remaining fox shifters. Ever since I met Fintan, my worst nightmare was having to come face to face with this man.
“Nightmare?” My wolf scoffed, ceasing his angry barking for a
