Chapter 132

The blue wolf whined as yet another member of her pack perished.

  She continued to pace back and forth, staring in the direction of the battle.

  The wolves were losing ground, and no one knew where Harry was. 

The coward was probably hiding somewhere.

  She snarled to herself and clawed at the ground. 

Her only solace was that her mate was safe. 

But she couldn't help but wonder for how long?

She walked further from the village, far to the north. 

She would double back soon enough, but she was getting tired at staring at the same stretch of trees. 

Only she and Fiona remained on ground patrol; the other two had taken race and were circling over the territory.

She hated this waiting.

  She felt utterly useless standing out there staring into the darkness, waiting for something that might not even happen.

  Was this what it would always be like as Alpha female?