aiding turne

orm now hot on my trail. But tonight is a successful night of looting. My legs carry me past houses, the window cur

been laying traps for me, and many have become faster, but none could keep up with my speed both in human and wolf form. No one in this pack is my match, and

ensely packed trunks as twigs snap behind me with the pursuit of

quickly push off towards another tree, going higher and higher until I find myself on a strong, sturdy bran

fastest way to our target. Why dodge the trees when you can use them as a

e forest floor. Apparently, the idiots in charge of capturing rogues

er than a tracker, but nope, most are all brawn and no brain. Many wolves are running back and forth from where they lost sight of me to the large tree that I took shelter in in an attempt to catch my scent, but the thing is once a tracker reaches the tree canopy, their scent would be harder to fi

tle down in the dark. The wolf in charge continues to bark out orders as wolves scatter in different direction

d dripping with sweat. The teen must have been in the middle-of-the-night training because his build screams Tracker. A skinny body with long legs and a tall six-foot-five f

they came out of nowhere." The teen stutters, collapsing onto the ground with exhaustion. This is bad n

ss are what the werewolf community calls wolves who have lost their mind. Their eyes are bloodthirsty and dull as if they no longer have a soul left in their body. They were wolves who had lost their soulmate either in a tragic accident or

less humanity they have until their

and I is that I still held my humanity and held onto the hope that I will find my second-chance mate and live the life I always wanted. Yes, being rejected hurt lik

rder of this pack is close to where my home is. If the Soulless took out the Alpha, there are one of two directions they could escape to. They could either

. I wasn't too concerned with the Alpha of this pack as my livelihood and house are more important to me. The path I take through the forest leads me out of pack territory and into neut

is an Iga Hakama Flat Hood Ninja suit with exceptionally lightweight black Damascus steel armour that only high-ranked Trackers were given i

leaving my house in search of Soulless. If the teen's dishevelled and