Amid the fire and fight, I picked up Bria’s scent. I killed The Council member in front of me and raced through the woods and warring packs, desperate to find her finally.
“Alpha,” Jasmine called from the woods, clutching her waist and stumbling through the trees toward me. Blood gushed from her wound and poured down her chin from her bloody nose. She lifted an arm and pointed behind her. “Bria went that way.”
“Get to the hospital,” I said, hurrying past her and toward the direction she had pointed.
I sniffed the air and picked her scent back up. My legs moved faster than even I could keep up with, and I transformed into my beast to run even faster because she couldn’t be gone. I wouldn’t f*****g allow those bastards to take her.
But the faster I moved, the less and less Council member
