Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-One

“Where’s my fated-mate, Thane?” Graeven growled as he fought the urge to pummel both of his friends into the ground.

“Yeah, about that,” Thane began. Graeven lurched forward, trying to grab Thane and enact his dark thoughts. Thane scrambled back and to his feet. “Calm down! She’s okay! Domitrus shot me with a silver bullet and then Gerath’s pack came at me when I was only a few feet away. They es