Eyes On The Target

Author’s POV

At the outskirts of the pack, a very troubled Damien and Alpha Ryder stood pacing in their hideouts just at the outskirts of the pack.

Their scents heavily hidden from the curious noses of other wolves.

In hushed times, they discussed and just then a rogue rushed up to them only to be stopped by the guards.

“I have to see the Alpha,” he says, almost in desperation, causing Alpha Ryder to cork his brows at the mention of the word Aloha.

“Let him, I had sent him on an errand” Damien said to the guard eyeing Alpha Ryder wiriest. He hasn’t missed the look in his eyes at the mention of Alpha.

“Did you see her?”.

“It seemed like she had found her way home because she was well and had returned to the triplets”.

A crash was heard, and all eyes turned to stare at a fuming Damien. “You seem affected to know that the slug had found herself back in the arms of a weakling called mg sons”.

Still looking as calm as his words are, he said, “I have a plan, so we shouldn’t fret over anyth