Chapter Three Hundred-Twenty-One – What He Came For
Zeno's eyes became clear and he focused his gaze on the figure with a familiar scent. In realizing it was Alpha Stefan, he became more conscious.
That wasn't who expected to find that morning, and it's not very suitable for an Alpha like him to be seen in such light.
"Finally I met somebody." Zeno's voice was clear, and he left the rock. He tied a rope over the cloak, keeping it in place. "I saw that they were three packs around so I didn't know which one would have Princess Laurel and Sorren."
He looked at his right and narrowed his eyes.
Stefan frowned. Why did he want to see those two? He spun around towards High Mountains. "Follow me."
Zeno obeyed, he made eye contact with the leader of his wolves. Slowly the red in their eyes vanished and the wolves sped off, acting naturally.
