Rowland’s POV

Bella went to look after our pack members, even though the poor soul was still reeling under the harsh effects of Dante’s rejection while I ventured towards the forest to understand how the Alphas managed such a huge pack.

Suddenly my senses heightened and nose swerved up to the side when I smelt my mate’s sweet fragrance.

“Hahahahahaha. It tickles, Chester,” I heard Dante laugh and a deadly possessive growl worked its way up to my chest but I ...