Cal Steele’s eyes went wide, throat bobbing and brows knitting in confusion. Though he managed to let himself remain quiet.
The Beta with wavy blonde hair is aware Giro and his fellow Betas are talking via their minds but he just smirks at them, yielding an expression of ‘you know it, don’t you?’ to Giro.
Giro blinked back in a way that said ‘I know you are here to kill him and I thank you. Cal’s a pain in the ass anyway.’
The sound of rushing footsteps registered in their ears and the next thing they knew, Ansel was standing before them, hand blazing in the light of a bright fire.
“Where’s Cal?!”
“Ansel—” Giro was immediately in front of him. But the other Shadow Rose Betas have shifted in their enormous wolf forms, their sizes nearly as big as horses. The moon brightly shines above
