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.

the werewolf world. Those who wanted Landon dead

conflicts, Tessa avoided taking him to a hospital. Instead, she

switched on the lights and placed Landon on a dissection table used by

pulled on a surgical gown, and donned

was unconscious. He can handle

away Landon’s blood–soaked shirt. The

and began extracting the

with a jolt of pain as the blade cut near his

you doing?” he growled, glaring at the

expected him to wake up mid–surgery. Still, considering the extent of his injuries, it

want to live, don’t move, she snapped, uninterested in

groan as the scalpel cut deeper. For the rest of the procedure, he remained stoically

removed that

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Tessa muttered, setting down the scalpel. Typical of a Nightshade Pick alpha

without anesthesia.

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