Nicolai could not move. All his limbs froze over. “y-you’re the alpha king... you’re... Wolfie, are you telling the truth..”
“Yes it’s me,” Wolfie smirked. “my mate...” he rubbed his face against his chest.
Nicolai stiffly touched his back. ‘he...he is the alpha king... he is the one....who... who destroyed my kind.....’
It was very easy to understand actually. Dylan is alpha lowe’s son and right after he was born the war began. The werewolves started to wreak havoc. The clues were all right in front of his face. yet he refused to acknowledge it.
His beloved was the person he wanted to kill.
He stiffly pushed him away. “You’re the alpha king..”
“Yes..yes.” he continued rubbing again his hand, spreading his cedar wood scent all over his arms.
Nicolai blankly stood up and walked over
