"He supposed to be in that goddess dammed pack!" I fling the entire content on the table, to the floor.
"He's not there. We have been to that pack countless times now. The Alpha is threatening to wage war against us should we dare disturb them. It might be possible that Mek ran away before he could be caught."
"How possible is that?" This time around, it was the table that bore the brunt of my anger. The way I threw it around caused those around me to gasp. However, I wasn't concerned about that. I never cared for anything aside from my mate.
He's the only one I care about.
"He might have left the pack the moment we brought you home."
"And that was the reason I refused to leave that place!" I rushed to the one that spoke and wrapped my hand around his neck. My Beta furiously kicked his legs, but I still held on tighter. With my hands around his throat, I went in for the kill, planning on snapping them once and for all.
