Brian’s POV
The scent was fading, but the bond between us grew stronger, pulling me forward like a guiding force. Every muscle in my body screamed with tension, driven by Asher’s relentless demand to find her. I could feel her fear through the mate bond, her pulse quickening, her breathing uneven, and it only fueled my rage. I tore through the forest, dodging trees, my mind singularly focused on the Omega.
Asher, my wolf, was relentless. He kept growling and snarling. “They’ll regret taking her,” Asher growled, and I knew he was right. Whoever had taken the Omega had no idea what they’d unleashed. They would soon witness the wrath of the king, the devil from hell himself.
“Red Knife Pack.” I repeated the name with malice. They were a shadow of my past, one of my many enemies. All the ev
