Chapter 23

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 the Alpha her lover and she prefers him to us? How is that possible?' He shouted, his growl almost shaking the entire jungle, his anger fueled by the pain of being rejected already. 

Even though he was certain she must have smelled him too, he also knew that she decided to keep moving away from him until he was unable to locate her.

Mark had a hard time accepting rejection.

Fortunately, the wolf spirits were on his side; he rarely experienced that. His attractive appeara