CHAPTER 140

MITCH CHESTER

MITCH DRUMMED HIS hand on the steering as he waited for the Alpha of this pack to come. He noticed that it was becoming a habit of his. He sighed and stopped, but the nervous energy went to his foot, and he tapped it against the floor softly.

Driving for 4 hours without stopping made his joints stiff and his back ached, but he did not want to step out of the car until the alpha came. The patrol guards hovered around his car as one of them went to call Alpha Rick under Mitch's command.

He looked around the pack where Anna grew up. The pack that had led the antagonism on his father and his father's father for generations. It was a pretty boring surroundings. He was so used to seeing mountains everywhere, not like here. There were evergreen woods and plains around the borders.

After a few minutes, he saw the men approaching. He stayed behind the tinted glass of the Gwagon, observing the man who had been Anna's first mate. He was a plain man; his hair was blonde streaked with