Twenty- eight

Reagan’s POV

Upon hearing his voice, I instantly frowned.

What was happening that he couldn't take care of and had to rush to get me?

“What is it?” I mind link back to him in a cold voice.

“Some houses a few meters away from our house are burning. Everyone said they had no idea how the fire came up, and it's only pups that were in there, their parents went hunting,” Amoux answered in a concerned voice.

“Fine, I'm on my way, ” I answered and immediately left the house.

My Pack members are the closest to me, they are my responsibility. All of them are like my children because most of the Elders are already dead.

Apart from the old witch, Dolphus, Amoux, and I, and two other werewolves from my clan, the rest of the wolves are younger than I am.

I can't afford to lose them to anything, especially the pups.

“Have you checked around? Did you see anything that could have caused the fire? Is anyone rescuing the pups?” I countered, I could see the smoke from where I was present.

It must ha