Juan Santiago
The night air was cold and crisp, whispering against my fur as I ran with the elders of my pack to hunt Vladimir Randall down.
My mind was focused solely on finding him, and I knew that this was our only chance to finally bring him to justice. However, unlike some of my brothers, I did not hate Vladimir; I actually respected him. He was an Alpha who had been corrupted, and the only way to learn the truth about what had happened to him was by catching him.
Do you actually believe that, puto? I shook my head to push the intrusive question away.
Under my command, we picked up speed as we ran through the vast forest of Granville. The trees blurred past us in a flurry of colors; greens, browns, and blues all coalescing together in a beautiful display. Even though we were on
