"She escaped cleverly," Logan hissed as we made our way to our car. "Not just with the charges, but she managed to gain the Council's sympathy and protection. She is one f*****g smart woman."
"She makes me sick," I grimaced. "A woman who can mercilessly sell an innocent, pregnant young girl to slave traders is definitely not sane,"
"Alpha Noah Gray," I blinked, and then turned around to see Alana walking over to us. Her face was impassive but there was a smug glint in her eyes.
"Luna Alana," I muttered. "Or should I call you alpha?"
"I prefer alpha better," she smiled, giving Ash and Logan a nod. "And now that I kept my end of the bargain, I hope you will keep yours,"
"I don't think you did," Ash said. "Gordon is still alive and until he is alive, there is no deal."
"Barely ali
