Chapter 39.

The paws hit against the ground and dirt scattered all around. Edmund’s wolf ran up on my side and Nick and Noah were on our tale. Everyone was pushing off the ground as fucking fast as they could and I was already imagining the taste of his blood whenever we caught the fucker that left that message. We ran down to the border and past it, out into the woods and then halted to a stop. We sniffed around, I locked eyes with Nick and he growled. Shit, it was building within me, all the hate and the anger. We leaned our heads back and howled up at the sky, leaving a message for whoever had been here. How could our warriors have been so dumb to let them go. ”How’d it go?” Bob asked me when we returned. I was wiping my head with a towel to dry the sweat. ”They’re gone!” I said and tossed the towel onto the candles on the sidewall. He looked down, bowed his head and held his hands at his side. ”Who was the warrior on patrol?” I asked and walked up to him. ”It was me, Alpha,” he said, his eyes