Third Person POV
Cillian trudged through the mud and finally located the house, covered with overgrown plantation and lying desolated in the heart of the dark woods. From the outside, it looked utterly inhabitable. But the alpha could easily smell her scent from far away.
Of course, she would choose to live in a place where anyone would least expect her.
Instead of walking up to the porch, he chose to circumvent the perimeter and sauntered towards the backyard of the house. And there she was, chopping wood with an axe in a brutal, un-feminine way.
“I knew I would find you here,” he called out as he made his way over.
The redhead whipped around, and for a second, the surprise caught up to her. She gathered her wits quickly, frowning at the alpha wolf. “Perhaps, you should not be loo
