Chapter 22

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RYDEN LEVI

I watch her run down the bank towards the forest line of trees in a hurry.

Gamma Yda sighs, "we should go before it gets too late."

"You two go, I'll catch up with you at the car." My eyes stayed glued to her running form.

My Beta doesn't seem to want to leave as he knows I am attracted to the heat, I listen to him mutter something to his mate. I smell the lingering sweet ache coming from the spot in front of me.

"It's the heat, Alpha." Beta Stephan reaches for me, "we need to go before it influences you too far."

The scent relinquishes inside of me, heat swarming my insides to the point I feel the need to jump into the ravine. My breath hitches when I lose sight of her, she darts into the forest. A swift mist of white dashes through the trees like a shadow in the night.

The wave of chills sent from her waving form finally comes back to us as we stand far away from her. I feel the black night sky darken even further as if that is possible with the clouded-over sky tolling the area.

Hearing a snap in the distance, I sniff around to see what the cause is. Another male wolf off in the distance on the Alaskan side of the border, smells the luscious scent of an Alpha female.

I growl uncontrollably.

My razor-sharp teeth come out from my jaw and I eject my claws from my hands. I see the misty air through the trees come to a halt, it almost disappears.

She is on the move.

"Go to the Yukon safe house," I order my Beta and his mate.

Before they can argue with me, I escape through the brush towards the scent of my potential mate. The scene plays before me as I imagine the chase going down, she has the headstart before me.

My wolf instincts take over when I reach the three line on the Yukon side, her scent lingers everywhere. It is like she is everywhere at once, circling the drain, and playing with me.

The pain was great to bear, she had gone around in circles trying to dissolve the pain from her abdomen. Cramps and fevers draw up the body for her while I plan out the night ahead of us.

Heading over to the rocky brush that is covered by the white snow, I see a fresh trail of dark red liquid hindering. Blood is spotted for a few meters and then stops, she is already bleeding from the harsh squeezing her body is going through.

I doubt she has any idea.

More time passes and I begin to become frustrated with no leads. Her scent is still lingering in the air, but I catch a glimpse of her running naked through the night. Her clothes are shredded on the side of the oven, I see her escape to the Alaskan border.

"Mabel." I taunt her, "Come out."

Her body goes cold and still when she hears my voice, the icy chill of an Alpha male. With no second thought, I stopped to admire her beauty.

The tan olive skin reflecting from the snow illuminates her, she stands along the bank with nothing covering her from watching eyes. Not only me but the wolf in the distance hunting his prey.

Her hair elongated down her glistening back, and her long arms and toned torso made me jitter with approval. I try to take a longer look down her abdomen, but she pounces forward for me to miss it.

"Let me see you." I take a step forward, but my wolf catches me off guard to shift.

She takes off running as my wolf lets out a menacing growl, the wolf wanting what he wants... he needs this wolf to be his.

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