Bonded to the Wrong Alpha Chapter 04

Bonded to the Wrong Alpha Chapter 04

The next day, I submitted my resignation to the pack council.

The ink had barely cooled when Kyle called. His voice carried barely suppressed anger. “Why didn’t you tell me you were leaving the guard?”

“A rival pack offered me better territory,” I said flatly.

He blurted out, “Better than my pack?

I froze. “Your pack?”

He caught himself, stumbling over his words. “I mean-my pack’s Alpha values talent highly. Your reports are excellent. They’ll give you more.”

“I’ll think about it,” I said, and ended the call.

A few days later, on the day Serena was discharged, Kyle drove her home. On the way, they hit a wild boar.

No one was seriously hurt, but the truck needed repairs.

Kyle called me, his tone casual. “Elara, can you take the truck to the shop? I’ve got something on.”

I was about to agree when my phone buzzed.

A new message from the future. Just one sentence.

Today, he’ll ask you to give Serena a blood transfusion. It’s only the beginning. After that, she’ll fake illness often. My first litter died because of that transfusion.