Alpha Samuel was sitting in his office, holding an empty glass. A few empty bottles were standing next to him.
It had been months since this little slut escaped from his territory, and it looked like she had disappeared in thin air. That was something beyond his understanding. His best trackers returned with nothing, as she had never existed, and all of that was just an effect of his imagination.
But his mate was dead, and this little bi*ch was responsible for that. Of course, there was a slight chance she was dead by now. Without the training, she couldn't survive very long.
In the Black Moon Pack, everything was going downhill. Alpha's obsession was evident to everyone, some pack members had tried to talk to him, to change his mind, forget about all this madness, and move on, but Al
