Chapter 68 Too Late To Protect Her

• We’re barely a few feet from the hospital when a warrior I recognise from the border patrol comes barreling toward me like the whole damn pack is on fire.
• “Alpha!” he pants, skidding to a stop. “There was—there was a giant wolf—no, a beast—roaming the pack. It caused a panic. It’s like nothing we’ve ever seen before. Maybe a hybrid? We should hunt it down and kill it, Alpha.”
• I squint at him, trying to place his name through the haze of my growing migraine. His breath reeks of something fermented.