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ALEXANDER

One and a half month ago…

For the past month, I’ve done nothing but drink and spend my days sniffing off my mate’s scent. But each time I end up at the river. The very boundary that separates us from the human territory.

Elijah had never left my side since he took me back from the Dark Moon Pack. My wolf still snarls animalistically as jealousy strives to rule over our reasoning when I remember that man’s face. That cold look in his eyes when he spatted the words letting me know my mate has already left the territory still makes my blood boil and adrenaline spike through me.

I was tended to by the pack doctor then. A week later, I find out that Vera has been let out of her room. But before I could ask who let her out, Elijah bolted in my room and punched my right on the face.

Okay, I know I deserved that. He probably figured out what I’ve done to Vera to just to shut her up, though it was anything but fair. Vera was only looking out for me, after all. She’s my sister, b