The scream of despair echoed in the clearing, Alpha Lorenzo was struggling in his Beta's arms, mourning for his lost mate. I look down in my arms and see my mate knocked unconscious.
I pull him closer to my body, tucking his head under my chin, my body volunteering to protect him at any cost. but looking back at the devastating figure of Alpha Lorenzo, guilt makes its way into my heart at the realization of how influencing my mate was in this situation.
I pull him up carrying him bridal style and move to walk away but then I noticed the rogues were trying to sneak out of there without getting caught. I growl lowly alerting other Alpha and betas signing them to kill the remaining rogues before they get away.
I walk to my car and lay him down in the passenger seat, not trusting his actio
