The Red claw Pack

Mark, Derrick's wolf knew it was her scent. From his destined mate. Mark had sensed her. He shifted in a matter of seconds, and he started to run, but the farther he pursued the scent, the more faint it became. He had already ran over six kilometers, but she was nowhere to be found. Mark took a whiff of the air.

'I swear, Derrick, she was right here. And she was with someone, who seems to be an alpha.' He growled angrily. 'How come she didn't wait for us? Is ...