Dixon could affirm that his brother was not wrong. As much as the other wolf said his mate wasn't there and her scent had faded to just a soft fragrance as a symbol that she was once there, he was a wolf with an instinct developed enough for it to tell him that she wasn't gone.

Clara was in that house. Somewhere. I didn't know which one, but I was going to find it.

His golden orbs fixed on Alester who seemed uncomfortable with the presence of the two wolves inside his house, the smell of their pheromones and the rage that from afar could be felt overflowing from them.

-Brother, do you do the honors, or do I- Ethan had a sinister smile on his face even though he looked relaxed, but you could tell he was beyond annoyed to even get out of bed in his state- I won't stand for someone like him to have laid a finger on my mate.

Dixon looked at his brother and was surprised that they were in sync at that moment.

-I'll do it- he declared. Ethan was not the alpha of the pack so he could not bri