NATHANIEL'S POV
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Tracking my mate down to the place I'd least expect her to be is making my hands itch, my teeth sore and my anger bursting out of control.
I stand on the edge of the West Pack's border, glaring into the calm atmosphere of the pack...how could she come here? I can smell her, she was standing on running right where I am now, her scent tainted with fear and blood...Did she get hurt?
As I glance left to right, mentally scoffing as I don't see any guards, I step into the border, which alerts a few guards and they come running over, snarling in their wolf form, ready to attack.
"I'm here for Luna Jessica." I growl, shaking the branches of the trees above me, leaves falling around me and they stop in their tracks, some cowering back but the fear in their eyes when they re
