BEYOND THE POWER OF A TRUE ALPHA

MARCUS P.O.V

“Who else did you come here with?” the cab driver asked.

“You want to know the truth; well I'll tell you what happened. I came camping with my father and during our stay where we were attacked by a group of assassins. My father was killed while trying to protect me from them,” Maxwell said.

‘Shit, why did you mention my name?’ I thought to myself restlessly while watching him. I could still hear the paws of the werewolves approaching. There was no more time left. I was about to intervene when I saw Maxwell reach my phone out to the cabdriver.

“This is the proof that I was here with my father,” Max said and the cabdriver received the phone from him. “Sir, I don’t have time, the people who attacked my father will still be after me, just take me out of here. I will call my mom and she will pick me up. We don’t have much time to waste sir, please.”

‘Brilliant, son… brilliant,’ I thought to myself. The cab driver handed the phone back to Max and they both got into the car quic