Chapter 69:

ZEKE.

I am in the middle of my second can of beer when I hear the sound.

It’s like an alarm, shooting through my system. A warning pricking through my skin. Something feels wrong. I push the can aside, the lamps in the streets are already starting to fade out, it sounds ironic seeing an Alpha in a bar.

Hurriedly, I place the dollars below the can, after all. I am the only one here, and I think the waiter has been giving me side-glances for hours now. I stood, and straightened before slipping out of the bar. The sound buzzing through my ears.

‘What’s that?’ Rochan asks, and I can hear the alarm in my wolf’s voice.

I cram my knuckles together, racing down the street. ‘I honestly don’t know.’

I have never felt this type of alarm before, as though someone’s calling out to me, is that possible though? Maybe Logan? He’s my other half though. The walk from the bar to the pack-house will take an eternity, fuck. I shouldn’t have even come here, but I needed to clear my head.

To fully understan