The Alpha's throne

Ryga was still stunt from the event that happening. He can't utter a single word, he shake his head and held the witch hand.

Clona pout while looking at them. She rolled her eyes then say "thank you". She stood up and shook her shirt that was full of dirt.

She look around and saw this young man wearing a mask looking at her with a straight eye. Their eyes locked for a second.

The man wearing a mask roll his eye while covering his blushed face. He doesn’t know why but he feel something toward her. Is it a mate? A love at first sight ?

He silently walked towards her then held her hands and smile sweetly “are you okay ?”

Clona flush a smile and say “I’m fine”

Ryga clear his throat and curiosity ask “thanks for saving us, can I know who are you? “

masked man fawn his face “tsk, let’s go” his attitude automatically change from being a sweet guy towards Clona

and wave her hands at them as she follow behind the

of that mysterious group and asked “who are they? “. Ryga shook

stumble and mumble ‘an Alpha wolf’. This time he heard it again but he can’t say clearly if his

Clona’s hand “let’s hurry”. She nod and

house. From the distance they saw the old

like they’re waiting for

and hugged the old couple tighter.

man asked “are you okay? Does it hurt? “ while circling them and checking their

peace sign

are you referring to?