My wolf goes mental as did I as I read the letter, my hands shaking from anger as I roared out my frustrations. I take a few steps away from my mate and run my hands roughly through my hair. How dare someone threaten my mate, myself and my pack; they don't know what is coming to them. My mate rips the letter up as he finishes scanning it, his anger enveloping him. He storms to the door and swings it open roughly; he sprints into the woods and graciously, in mid-air shifts into his silver wolf. He slightly looks back to make sure I was coming, I was just shutting the door and running to meet him. He howls up into the sky, the loud sound expressing his overwhelming emotions now. The noise spreading through the blue sky and bouncing off the placid mountains that surround us. I get to where

