“You can’t run forever, Mira. Your blood is mine.” “Help us. He’s going to kill me.”“Run, Mira. Run.”“What did he see in this pathetic girl?”She startled herself from her deep slumber. Sweats covered her forehead as her breathing picked up pace. Her hands trembled underneath the sleeping bag. Mira closed her eyes momentarily, trying to calm herself from her nightmare.Ever since the rescue fourteen years ago, Mira’s life was never better. She was in a constant nightmare. Her life was all about life and death. One wrong step could cause her life. There was no resting for someone like her. Even in her sleep, she still hesitated about her surroundings. The sound of chattering outside pulled her back into reality. Mira grabbed her jacket from the floor and walked out just to be greeted by the sound of happiness and freedom.Three weeks ago, she saved thirty-five human slaves who were about to become blood banks for vampire covens. Usually, the victims were homeless people. The smaller
Mira climbed the tree. It had been an hour since the incident in the encampment. While she was assured her people were safe, Mira had to make sure it stayed that way. This time, it was about Rebecca Juilliard, the nurse who died a few weeks back. Rebecca’s parents approached Grover after searching for an outlaw who had the skills to solve the case. Griffin would never reject a very good
Mira left the pub at the same time her phone vibrated in her jacket. She checked the new message that read: Delivery arrives in forty-five minutes.
Hours turned to days. Mira Red was no longer the main coverage of the news. Cohen grew restless in his pack mansion as he had heard nothing about the mate of him. He put himself into more works, hoping to distract himself from thinking of her. Truth to be told, she never left his mind.
His wolf growled at it. With the speed of the lightning, Cohen pinned her against a tree and showed his eyes were turning black. His wolf was as furious as he was. Rogue or not, he wasn’t planning to reject her. Hell, he didn’t even want to entertain that topic.
One file after another. Dalton reached for the warm aroma of black coffee. He took two sips before setting the cup down on his desk. It had been days since he last met her at Alpha Cohen’s territory. Everytime, she would slip from his fingers. His decades of experience was nothing compared to her. Mira might be looking like a junior rogue who didn’t have much experience. But, damn, she knew everything way too well. With everything pointed to her direction, Mira had shown that she was more capable than any other criminals that he had ever known. “Sir,” His second-in-command, Jahan, entered the office.Here were the things about running duty in the Council. The Battalions weren’t considered as a pack. All the Enforcers in the Battalions were either chosen to be part of the Council or they had no more packs left. Hundreds of werewolves packs had been annihilated by the vampires since the First War. Children were orphaned. Centuries passed, there were still no signs of peace between vampi
Mira swerved her motorbike off road from the main road. It had been a very quiet night. Barely any car passed by the place. Both sides of the road were covered with forest and nothing else. Along the offroad, Mira spotted the same black Jeep parked. She parked her motorbike next to the vehicle and went on foot in one direction.
Two days later, Mira stood behind a tree, carefully watching the cabin ahead. A red truck parked in front. A man and a woman came out of the truck, laughing and walking drunkenly towards the front door. Mira almost held her breath during the entire moment her eyes fixated on the man.