A sudden pain

At the NightCrawler Pack,

Dane stood in frustration. Not only has he lost his pack, but he has also lost the last Hawthorne. A pureblood blessed one. His aura reek menace and everyone who came close instinctively drew away, not wanting to get caught by in the Alpha's wrath.

“Why did you let them take her, Father. You know what a great loss that is,” Dawson snapped, stomping towards his father.

Ever since his injuries healed and he learned that Esme had been taken away, all he did was make a fuss. Regretting why he listened to his father and not slept with girl when he wanted to. Now, the so-called king has taken her. Even he couldn’t ignore the blessed bloodline.