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? “

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 masked

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

mumble ‘an Alpha wolf’. This time he heard it again but

hand “let’s hurry”. She nod and smile

the old couple’s house. From the distance they saw the

they’re waiting

hurriedly run towards them and hugged the

it hurt? “ while circling

make a peace sign “we’re fine, we

referring to? “