A month had passed and Ascian was killing every rogue who came to his vision, he was like a killing machine and no one could compare with his strength. Ascian threw the head of a rogue away and looked everywhere if there were any rogues but he saw nothing.
He was killing the rogues even without shifting to his wolf. His clothes were wet with their blood. Letting out a deep sigh, he walked away. He wanted to go home as soon as possible, he just wanted to see her and his son.
“Ascian…”
His actions stopped as he heard Mirela's pain filled voice, her voice was inside of his head. He stood there without moving and at the same time his wolf howled painfully. A sudden shiver ran through his body as he felt the danger.
“Alpha..” he heard his beta.
Looking at his beta, Ascian’s eye
