Chapter Eighty-Eight – Impulsive.
Chris’s POV
This was preposterous. When I awoke, there was a scar drawn from my face to my neck. It didn’t burn as much also.
I leapt from the bed, looking at my environment. I passed out the moment I rested on Edwin.
“Where are we? Where’s Your Silver?” I asked my wolf. He seemed disconnected from me, no matter how I tried to reach him.
A female warrior walked in, wearing the Silver Pack uniform which informed me I was at Silver Pack.
Why did Edwin bring me here? Did he and Rihanna let the Lycan get away?
I groaned, getting up, it felt like a heavy wall had fallen on my face. Surely it was more than silver in that water.
“Where’s your Alpha?” I asked the wolfess.
She frowned. “I should ask you, Alpha King. Where’s my Alpha?”
Such guts. And how’d
