Roy was driving back to his pack when he noticed something ahead. He drove closer and realized that it was a fallen tree. He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, wondering how it got there, because it wasn’t there when he and Alan drove past earlier.

“How did this get here?” he murmured, bringing his car to a halt.

Something wasn’t right, he could feel it. He climbed out of his car and looked at his surrounding. Nothing seemed out of place, besides the fallen tree, so why does he feel like something or rather someone was staring at him. Maybe he was overreacting, he concluded, reaching for his phone. There was no call or text from his uncle.

‘I just hope he’s okay' he mentally said, returning his phone to his back pocket.

He looked around one last time and decided that it was time to leave. Just as he was about to open the door to his car, someone smashed his head into the window of the car, making his vision go blurry for a moment. He shook his head repeatedly to clear his vision. When he could see again, he didn’t hesitate to throw a punch at whoever it was that attacked him from behind. He recognized the person to be a member of Hugh’s pack.

Roy, in that instant knew he shouldn’t have left his uncle alone with that bastard. He knew Hugh had something up his sleeves. He kicked his attacker continuously on the stomach, wishing he could kill him on the spot, but he wouldn’t, since he wasn’t as heartless as Hugh.

Roy quit his assault when he noticed that his victim was spitting out blood and slowly losing consciousness. How low of Hugh, to send one of his warriors after him. What was he thinking? He must say, that was an insane decision, considering he was an alpha.

He began walking back towards his car, with the intention of driving back to the white moon pack when he heard a growl behind him. Turning around slowly, he saw not just one, but three werewolves glaring at him.copy right hot novel pub