Chapter 2 The Alpha’s Shadowed Fate

But a But as she pedaled, her bike didn’t move.

Turning back, she saw Landon gripping the rear seat, bus striking eyes filled with frustration despite the late hour.

“Something else?”

“Thank you,” he said softly before collapsing to the ground.

“F*ck.” Tessa muttered, staring at the elegant man now unconscious on the pavement. Finally, she sighed and crouched down to inspect his injuries.

His body was riddled with jagged knife wounds and clay marks from werewolves, though none were fatal The worst injury was a gunshot near his heart–a silver buller designed specifically to kill werewolves. If it had been one millimeter closer to his heart, he would have been beyond saving.

Poisoned and unable to use his werewolf healing abilities, Landon looked utterly battered and broken.

After examining his injuries, Tessa let out a long breath, Guess I have no choice.

Resigned, she lifted him onto the back of her bike and pedaled out of the alley.

who wanted Landon dead couldn’t be ordinary werewolves. They’re likely tied to that mysterious

taking him to a hospital. Instead, she brought him to the medical

the lab with practiced case, she switched on the lights and placed Landon on a dissection table used by

on

but he was unconscious. He can handle

shirt. The bullet was dangerously close to his heart–one wrong move, and it could

sterilized the scalpel and began extracting

with a jolt of pain

he growled, glaring at the girl

up mid–surgery. Still, considering the extent of his

live, don’t move, she snapped, uninterested

teeth, letting out only a single groan as the scalpel cut deeper. For the rest of

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scalpel. Typical of a Nightshade Pick alpha to endure

without anesthesia.

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