I promptly redirected my eyes, only to regret. Why? Because they landed on his wife and the Luna of the pack, Grace. She gritted her teeth and muttered something inaudibly.
'She's calling us bastard! That wicked bítch.' My wolf hissed and I tamed him down, 'Be quiet. Don't forget the Alphas and the Lunas can read through our minds.'
'Not ours. We've worked our asses off to master Mind Shielding and self-control.'
I looked away from her as well and turned back to the Alpha again.
"Now without wasting time, let's get to the point." He paused as I saw his eyes waver. "All of us know there's something lurking in the woods. We haven't seen it, but we felt it. We also have the evidence in the form of those infected wolves we are persistently trying to treat and help recover."
A look of s
