Chapter 8

• Alpha Arnold
• At first, I felt like I had lost all my bearing. Usually, I would be composed, I hardly lost my composure ever and in the past hundred years that I have lived, I had never lost my composure, at least not this terribly.
• But now, I had lost my composure too many times in recent times. The first being when I was told that if I didn't find a mate quickly enough, I would become a wild wolf. Then finding Andrew messing with my supposed mate, my own beta, and now. Now! So many things had happened much recently and to think that I would find the mate of my dreams and she would be this way.