Chapter 17
"What bullshit is this?" Alpha Nightshade's nose was scrunched up in irritation and annoyance as his eyes darted around the training ground, his ears rising high. He turned left, then right, scanning the trees, the earth, even the wind. But got nothing, not a strange sound or scent.
When he realized he wasn't going to find anything, he dropped his gaze back to the small strip of red cloth in his hand. His lips pulled back in a snarl as he forced himself to keep reading.
The more his eyes ran over the words, the tighter his jaw clenched. When he finished reading, he let out a bitter scoff and shook his head.
"Freya… you devilish child! Do you think I would fall for such foolishnes" He gritted his teeth angrily.
The Alpha's tightened his fists around the paper until it crumpled. Afterwards, he muttered again under his breath, as if to seal the truth into his own mind;
"No. Of course not. Nothing she says can be trusted. I know that child."
