♚Archer♚
We pulled up to the gates of the Bloodfang Pack just before lunchtime. My stomach rumbled softly, but my focus was on what lay ahead. Two guards approached, and I pressed the button to let down the window.
“Hello there,” I greeted with a friendly smile. “My name is Archer King, Alpha of The Shadowfang Pack, and this is my mate, Harley Hunter,”
“And what is your business here?” the taller one questioned.
“We are here to see your Alpha. We want to talk about Malrik,” I said. His eyes went wide, and then he looked at his buddy. I saw his eyes glaze over, and a moment later, he nodded. They opened the gate, and it felt surreal to be driving into the pack that Malrik had a vendetta against. A part of me couldn’t wait to hear whatever sick and twisted reason Malrik had against the
