Chapter Twenty Seven,
As Zander walked out of Hannah’s cottage, he had a lot to think about. Firstly, he needed to know if it was the truth that the former Alpha of this pack had consorted with rogues in a bid to attack him.
Standing on the grass verge across the stream, Harrison McKinley shuffled nervously from foot to foot. He knew only too well that Hannah Boyce would have disclosed secrets best forgotten about his former Alpha’s agreement with rogues. Personally, he had hated working with the lawless, smelly, vile, feral werewolves, but he had followed his Alpha’s orders. All he could do now, was to be honest with his new Alpha and hope he showed him mercy.
Zander held Chloe’s hand, helping her across the stream, and also, to help keep Caesar calm. His wolf wanted blood, and alth
