Chapter 5

~ Unknown POV

“Have you found her yet?” was barked out with a growl in anger and impatience.

“No sir. She seems to have moved from the Prairie Pack. We are still looking for her. It’s as if her scent has disappeared again.”

“I DO NOT want to hear excuses! FIND HER… NOW!!” The room shook with this shout. “Yes sir.”

I almost had her. She was right there in my grasp and we lost her. How can this have happened? I have been searching for her for years now. When she turned 16, I could sense the new power in the air. Although I have never laid eyes on her, I know she’s out there.

I need her blood. If the legend is right, she will give me more power than I could possibly imagine. All I need to do is mate and mark her. Just one taste of her blood and it will transfer to me after the mating process. Then? I won’t need her anymore. Well. Maybe for my own pleasure and bidding when I say. (Laughing out with this thought)

I need to find her... and soon. I’m getting tired of waiting. Our bonding will make me an Alpha. A position I deserved but was stripped of by my father. A hateful man who refused to die and turn the pack over to me when I turned 18. How dare he keep me from my right! I will get my vengeance.

When my father denounced me from the pack those many years ago, I started living as a rogue. Angry and full of hate I killed any and all who came against me. I started to make allies amongst the rogues and became their king. They do as I say now. And those who do not? Well let’s just say they made good bear food. (Laughing at this memory)

About ten years ago I started looking for anything that would help me get even with my father. It wasn’t until about eight years ago I stumbled upon a book of legends that told of a young she-wolf that would bear the mark of the Elders and Royal Family.

She would have the authority to command nations with just a word. With that authority she would have an ancient power. A power so old that it is only given as a gift from the Moon Goddess in every thousand or more years. I joined forces with a witch who offered to give me the ability to find this she-wolf and it was granted with one condition. I share the power with her when I find her. As long as I agreed to let her drink some of her blood, I could keep her to do as I pleased. Now that seemed fair to me. So? Condition granted.

It’s been two years and I was so close. I tracked her down to the Prairie Pack and started looking for her there. Then out of nowhere her scent disappeared. She may hide. But I will seek. And… find. Laughing with the most sinister and evil laugh possible.