Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Three – The Forgotten Mate and The Alpha Prince.
The Border between Poland and Germany.
Louise ran through the Polish forests, on the back of the rogue, Laith. She was flanked by two of her best rogue warriors for her ultimate protection.
She let out a loud warning snarl at Honey as her granddaughter attempted to slot in behind her, to give herself more protection if they were attacked. She really hated her granddaughter, not only because the legions of rogue men preferred to f**k Honey rather than her, but because the girl was little more than a coward.
Louise was more feral wolf than human now, to the point that she dared not shift into her wolf form, for fear of not being able to shift back and losing herself completely.
She glanced at her watch,
