201. Forty-eight hours

Glen looked at the young werewolf who was standing a few feet away from him and saw the glow of his resolve deep in his eyes. Something inside the alpha tightened at the fear of what this resolution might cause.

"I refuse," the older dominant announced as he walked towards the passenger door. His hand was about to touch the handle when he heard Dante continue.

"I have permission from the alpha." The sentence made Glen pause, his hand hovering over the handle, his back turned. "Alpha Silver told me to take the rest of the week off and track her down but on the condition is that you also accept. I must also help you discover the runes which are located at the level of Crescent Moon's borders which are impossible for us to see because my track will likely take me back there."