CHAPTER Fifty-Seven

  Hunter

  "Where is Aria? Where have you taken her? You fucking bastard!"

  "Ugh! Why are you shouting," He groaned, "What is wrong with you and your mate, huh? You both keep shouting like mad dogs."

  "Shut up, motherfucker. What do you think of yourself? Trust me, the moment I see you, I am going to kill you." I growled.

  "Sorry my friend, I can't trust you on that." His vicious laughter sounded through the phone, "There are two reasons, first there are close to zero chances that you'll reach your mate, second within only fifteen minutes the rouges who are all around your pack are going finalize the attack and before you holler up with your overconfidence, let me tell you they are not at all the ordinary rouges you have ever come across. They are filled with hunger and vengeance, and the blood and flesh of your and Deadcrest packs' members are going to quench their thirst."

  I became hyperaware of the entire situation.