‘what’s going on, Ro’ Archer asked worriedly as he studied the man in front of him.
‘It’s Bella,’ the Rogue huffed out reluctantly, ‘well more to the point, it’s her pack, Silver Cross. Feral’s have been moving into the area for the last six months. I’ve been going there when I can to drive them off, but it’s got to the point I can’t do it alone. I may not be able to die, but it f*****g hurts when seventeen wolves try to rip your flesh from your bones in a fight.’
Archer’s back stiffened, ‘you still go there?’ he asked hoarsely, I thought . . ‘
‘Not for her, Arch’ Rowan cut him off aggressively, ‘I can’t explain it, I just feel like I have to be there and it’s getting harder to ignore.’
‘Are you sure it’s not . . ‘ the Alpha started again as Rowan squeezed the glass in his hand, shatte
