Chapter Fifty-Eight

~ Tyler

It was now a day to the wedding and things had changed drastically. Usually there were about two to three men on patrol around the lycan border but now there were a dozen lycan men in their wolf forms, watching the entire area. I laid low on my belly as a furious looking lycan passed by, scanning with his eyes while sniffing the air with his nose.

During the training back at my pack, I had learnt how to keep my wolf scent to a minimum to avoid detection and right now, I was glad it was working for me. Even though I wasn’t afraid to take on a lycan in combat, I still didn’t want to draw unnecessary attention to myself.

“Any update?” Emilia’s voice seeped through my mind. I hated the way she used her authority with me like I was one of her errand boys. Once again I went through the dual stages of my hate-love feelings towards her.

"There's no way in. Security is air-tight. We'll never be able to find The Underground."

"Fine. Pull your men out. We'll find another way."

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