My feet quickly picked up the pace as the scent became more and more clear. But my memory was failing to serve me with the information of whom it belonged to. My mind kept reminding me of a girl but who was still a mystery. I stopped where the scent suddenly disappeared and looked around to see no one there.

"You are finally here," I heard a man's voice from behind me and I turned with an alert to who it was.

The man had a scar running across his eyes and there were other scars over his body. He had toned muscles and some sort of branding on his shoulder. By the look of it, he seemed nothing more than an average omega with too many battle scars.

"Who are you?" I did not want to directly ask whether my mother or someone sent him from the castle with wrong intentions. The scent of that girl was familiar, but this man had an unfamiliar scent and it was not hard to tell his werewolf was in heat.

"I am your mate," he said solemnly. There was a high chance that he was a rogue wolf and desires drove such wolves to go frantic when in heat, especially if their mate had died or separated from them. Their human parts were always innocent, not wanting to do anything wrong, but their wolf knew no boundaries when it came to getting their thirst quenched.

I narrowed my eyes at him before talking calmly, "Look, I don't know where your mate is, but I am not her. If you are a rogue wolf. Find yourself someone else because I do not wish to have any mate"

"I am not a rogue," He grunted with a pain-ridden face as if my words had hurt him. If this was the way it went, his wolf would suppress his sane and innocent side. He stepped ahead, growling, making me step backwards. "See this mark," he pointed to the branding on his shoulder, "I am a lone wolf. Left this stupid pack cause they won't let me have my desired mate. I am Liam, your to-be-husband and I declare you as my mate and I will make you mine in the traditional way, and I promise you will like it when I am inside you."

Liam's words disgusted me, making me want to smack that face, but his wolf was taking over, and it looked like his human was no longer in control. This was unusual, unless someone had drugged him.

He was an omega, but this was not right for me to fight here. A wolf that is not a part of the pack can be vicious and right now, the nerves in his eyes were straining very strangely. I did not want to test my luck. If I ran towards the populated area, they would force him to retreat as he was no longer part of the pack here and must obviously be thrown out of the residential regions. His bones broke against his will and before he could fully transform, I began running in the direction I had come from.

It was a dense forest, but not stretched over a large area. I saw Fang's tent at some distance when Liam, who was following me, jumped over me, making me fall to my knees. He pulled me by my leg, digging his nails into my skin, having me scream.

Liam's wolf had gone rabid, and it was sure he had used some wrong kind of drug on himself.

His dark brown wolf was over me, trying to mark me, and every time I tried to block it, he scratched me. "Liam! come back to your senses. I am not your mate!" I shouted, but he was in no mood to listen, his eyes were fixed on the area between my neck and my shoulder. Marking that area meant I would become his mate and if he was forcing me, then he surely will mate with me against my will here.

He closed in to take a bite when I moved my hand in front of him and he took a bite of my hand instead, making my flesh almost dangle.

I grunted loudly, hoping someone would just come here. If this continued, I would have to turn and fight, which would lead to Waterwoods authorities taking me as a threat for turning into my wolf in their land. Neither could I heal unless I was alone somewhere or in my wolf form.

Suddenly, another wolf crashed into Liam, throwing him away from me and held Liam's ferocious wolf by its neck. The other wolf was grey, and it towered over the lone wolf and Liam turned back to human, neck still in the mouth of the grey wolf.

The grey wolf turned to look behind, towards my other side, and my head turned to see Fang walking towards me. A bone-chilling aura surrounded him as he ordered, "But that mutt to the tent."

Fang wore a huge fur collar around his neck, below which a necklace made of canines rested over his heavily built chest. He had a cloth wrapped around his bottom and he walked towards me with his footsteps thudding on the ground. His hair was tied in a half bun and a few of his strands fell over his face, masking the black eyes that were turning golden with fury of his wolf.

Fang picked me up in a swift motion and walked towards his tent. No one dared to step in front of him. All the people who had followed him previously walked behind him.

"I can walk Fang," I said.

But he did not listen, he continued to walk. With his eyes now golden. His wolf was furious, and he had already showcased his strength against mine. It was better I kept quiet.

Reaching the tent, he walked straight inside. Past the waiting room was a giant sitting area and further inside was the bedroom. He flopped me on the bed. "I warned you did I not?" His teeth gritted before he pulled himself together. "Get yourself healed, wear my clothes from the cupboard there," He said coldly. Fang knew my ability, but I could tell he was furious and his murderous intent was oozing out like an overflowing dam.

I held his wrist with my normal hand, "Don't do anything to Liam, he was drugged. I think there was someone else who wanted to hurt me."

Fang grabbed my throat in a second, "Calling him by his name? Look how intimate he got to you in just a few minutes." His hold on my throat was not rough. I did not choke, but it was threatening enough for me to shut my mouth. "Get yourself healed fast. I will see what to do with this Liam of yours."

Fang pushed me and went outside. I had to heal and go out fast because it was not Liam's fault for what happened. Werewolves like him lose human conscience during such moments, and on top of that, he was drugged.

I immediately turned into my wolf and healed myself. I got the tracks and a t-shirt from Fang's cupboard that was only filled with one colour, black.

As soon as I stepped out, there was Bane and the grey wolf still holding Liam, who was now pleading, "Please, Alpha, let me go. I am sorry, I didn't mean to. I was drugged." Fang sat on a large wooden chair with his legs spread and body leaned on one handle of the chair. The back of his wrist supported his chin, whose elbow rested on the armrest.

Fang looked at me and he said, "So Liam was it." Fang's eyes did not move away from mine, as if he was aggravated because I tried to stand up for Liam.

"Y-yes Alpha supreme." Liam's head was on the ground as he pleaded, "I will never come around this area again, p-please show mercy."

Fang stood up with a daunting stature and menace hovering in his eyes. I ran up to Fang, and Bane was about to come to stop me from stepping close to his Alpha, but Fang raised his hand for Bane to go back to his position. I held Fang's hand, "Fang, at least investigate into it. He is saying he was drugged."

Fang tilted his face to take a better look at my face and held my chin up, "Investigate? Okay." He faced Liam and asked in a commanding tone, "Get up, tell me who drugged you?"

My eyes turned to Liam. I knew Fang would read his mind and know everything that actually happened, but as soon as Liam got up, his body convulsed and his mouth frothed. I instinctively ran ahead to him. He had poisoned himself and I could cure him, but Fang held my wrist and pulled me hard against himself. I looked at him, concerned, but he gave me a faint smile, "Don't worry honey, Bane will take care of him."