Ambrose POV
"it's been weeks since that little slut and her pack escaped me. You said I would be able to claim the pack. What the f**k do we do now? She is protected by that asshole Alpha from the west now. You said he wouldn't get there in time. And when were you going to tell me about his pup's wolf? The fucker nearly ripped my f*****g head off. You never mentioned there was a f*****g mystic white Alfa wolf involved". I am f*****g fuming, I knew we should of just taken the b***h while their guard was down, but it's now going to be next to impossible to get to her.
the disgusting but powerful black mist moved towards me menacingly. I f*****g hate dealing with it, but its power can give me what I want, or so it said.
it's voice sends a shiver down my spine, "who are you to question me?
