When John arrived at the pack premises, everything was still and quiet. Too quiet...
He had called them in advance, preparing them for his arrival, pretending he had Isabel with him. He wanted to see what schemes they had been planning! If they had set up a trap for her, he needed to know in advance.
He parked his car and stepped out. Even the birds seemed to hold their breaths? Something was fishy.
Of course, his wolf murmured. What did you expect?
Then, suddenly, one of the pack's male omegas came running out of the main building.
“Alpha,” he bowed, searching the car with his eyes. “Where is…” he had a puzzled look on his face.
“My human mate?” John arched a brow with a wry smile. “Tell me, Brandon…” John pushed the omega up against the car. “What are your orders?”
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