••• Kyson’s POV •••
“How was the prom?” Alpha Colton asked me.
“Nothing interesting, but I think our theory is right. He knows who I am.” I shrugged as if it didn't mean a big deal. It wasn't a big deal, though. Great that he knew who I was.
“Didn't find your mate?” he asked with eyes twinkling.
“You know I won't find my mate.” I rolled my eyes at him. A mate was the last thing I had ever thought about.
“I heard there was a judgment at the Black Heart Pack?” he smoothly changed the subject.
“Yeah, but the scouts we planted around the vicinity couldn't get too close to know what it was about,” I replied to him.
“When are we going to strike?” he asked with a mischievous yet evil smirk.
“Soon, Alpha. Soon...” I answered and smirked back. The thought of killing that son of a b***h, Alp
