Claimed by My Enemy Alpha Mate

From my father's tales, it wasn't like the territories our pack occupied, which

rds echoed in my ears. His warm concern still touched me, but now, I had no choice but to enter this area, once an absolute fo

ase protect me from Ron's clutche

ithin the territory of the back mountain, I moved cautiously th

ra

ilent forest, but hidden among the bushes, I perked up m

int glow on the deep green, almost black leaves, but the moon

nesting squirrel, ears pricked, quietly

promised for tonight's hunting gam

be better to go back now and enjoy some wine and meat with those obedient female

ound, sitting or standing, burning torches stuck in

better. There are many precious prey in this back mountai

?" one wer

Just think about it, it's not easy for Alpha Ron to gather all these things. If we catch

face grew paler. I stiffly turned my head to gaze at this seemingly quiet and peaceful

y. What kind of prey could compare to a snow-w

lf shook his head, "Alpha Ron just sa

Ron has given us only one night. This back mountain will be sealed since

u have good taste. I wa

ime is shor

ow, they left again, leaving behind ashes fro

hed deeply, then turned and shifted my already nu

w-c

branches shook a few times. My heart skipped a beat as I

ose alpha werewolves, why did this inex

s rustled on the ground. Moonlight filtered through the

ghter, crouched down

g from my waist, filled with firefly powder, an

ste

t's

d me to my room, he took out a small white clot

," the man said, lookin

s powder where you pass. As long as no beasts attack you, hide y

tonishment, looking at

black darkness, they see as if it were daytime. Where

aint, pearl-like glow. I picked up a bit of the powder and spread it on my hand. In

laus said, looking down at me, his golden eyes hiding oppression. "As lon

essive breath making me dare not look into his ey

laus's indiffere

nd I'll use it,"

N

clenched my fingers, cautiously naviga

n't use it," I pinched my fing

dn't know why he helped me escape from Alpha Ron, why he could recognize my identity, and why he insiste

tailbone were the most comp

o retch due to excessive nervousness, and faintly smelled the salt

ed, and squeezed out the last

rest receded beside me. Stepping on the dry leaves on the ground, brushing past

inging the unique salty smell of the sea. The moon hung high in the dark b

ottom of the cliff. A few slender, tender cypress trees grew below the rugged cliff, stretching ou

black hood covering my head, finally not needing to suppress my