Finding Diana

Seymor wanted to tug his hair out, but he could not bring himself to do it, especially not in the presence of a restless alpha. He did not know what would happen next to his Alpha. Seymor could vividly remember his Alpha's declaration of braving the storm, saying that he would bring his mate back!

      'Now? Our future Luna is gone.' Seymor grunted in his mind.

      "Alpha, may I know what is our next move? We cannot stay here undetected forever." Seymor, who could not take it any longer, finally opened his tightly closed lips. With the heavy rainfall hitting them, weighing them down, he could not let themselves wander any longer.

      "And do you think I care? We are not using our reconnaissance yet, but they can't even detect us! They call them elites? Werewolf Committee is a bunch of weaklings!"