*****Two years later***
Birsha scowled, "How could he have been so stupid! Can he not keep his moronic mouth shut?" He punched a wall hard and broke his knuckle in the process. As he stared at the blood oozing out of the skin on the back of his hand. He thought about the bit of information the minion had given him. Duncan was dead, He thought he was invincible when he was cornered by his brother, an alpha, and his son Kane. The alpha to be. "I told him, not to say a word! But no, he had to go running his mouth. The protection spell only works, so much." He waved the opposite hand over his injured one and healed the broken bones. He wished that it would have been one of his women's faces. More particularly, his mate's, he hadn't been able to find her now for two years. It was really
