Clayden's POV
"I can't seem to smell a hint of Kassandra around the woods, Clayden." I look at my brother who began to stay with me as soon as this fiasco started a month ago.
It's almost two months but I still cannot seem to find Kassandra. I should have known her whereabouts but even a single trail of her is nowhere in my reach.
It's as if she is purposedly hidden away from me. But by whom?
"The rouge seems not on a hectic the past few days as well."
My forehead knotted at the sudden mention of the enemies. Right. I have been coped up about Kassandra's whereabouts and Jax's betrayal that I almost forgot that rouges existed.
Yet, thankfully, they haven't made any attacks.
"Cameo, that son of a bitch must have plan something."
"I doubt."
I was about to ask my brother a question when a quick swift of air passed by, showing Monica in a rush manner.
"Alpha," she quickly called me before nodding lightly to my brother.