At the same time, in the hidden blind spots of the forests near the Aberdeen pack, a man wearing a dark blue hoodie and a black mask stood, his face completely hidden, but those who knew him could easily recognize him through his aura.
The woman walked to the man who had summoned her.
“You called,” Harmony said.
The man, standing with his foot on a large rock, turned to her, and as soon as he did, he raised his hand and backhanded her.
The impact made the woman stumble to the side before another subordinate supported her.
She looked up at the man with frustration.
“Why—?” She started, but was interrupted by another slap.
The familiar taste of that metallic liquid spread in her mouth, and she glared at the man.
“Have you been enjoying playing pretend with the alpha, Harmony?”
