Alpha Arlo Bianchi - POV
I desperately scanned my surroundings, trying to find the shooter, but even my sharp senses couldn't spot anyone. I know the only option for me right now is to head back as fast as I can, or I might just die in here. "Jacob! There is a breach in the southern border. Immediately come here with the warriors." I mind-linked him, and when I turned around to run, another bullet hit me, and this time, it hit my stomach, making me fall to the floor.
I didn't know what kind of bullet they used, but it was something more lethal than silver because I felt my muscles give way as I fell limp on the dirt floor.
Shit!
Crunch!
I looked to my right when I saw a figure move out from the shadows. It was definitely a man from the build of his body, but I was not able to see his face. Just like last time, they were wearing all-black attire that covered their face as well.
If I get these fuckers they would wish they were never born.
