Henrik

I recently received the news that Sarena passed all the tests and trials she needed to join Garland's pack of Ghosts Rogues. I could not be more proud of her. Sadly, she will have to leave for Russia when Garland has to go. She used to be a member of Jessie's pack, and I'm proud of her, but I will miss Sarena. I'll surely miss my beloved sister-in-law.

If only I could stop her from hating humanity. Werewolf hunters killed her mother. Not all humans are evil; I wish I could make her see that.

I was reviewing the completed renovations in my nightclub, and everything looked exactly how I pictured it.

"The neon lights look amazing," Lorian said.

"Yes, I just finished reviewing the changes and now admiring them. I do love the new sign for the Wolf Den Nightclub," I said. "It's turned out quite well,"

Loria approached me with a deep sigh. "Lorian, what's wrong?"

"York is back, and he told me what he found, and his suspicion was correct. There was a rogue. hiding," Lorian said.

"Did York bring the rogue in for questioning?" I said.

"Not exactly. York found the rogue unconscious by the lake, and he thought he was trying to get water when he passed out. York brought him to the infirmary awaiting you," Lorian explained.

I placed my glass of ale on the counter. "Just that one rogue? I read on the reports from Lorian that there was another one,"

"I'm afraid so, Alpha. York only found one set if tracks," Lorian said.

"Very well, let's go to the infirmary then. I want to see this rogue for myself and ask him why he didn't seek us out or if he knew of us at all," I smiled.

Loriana and I traveled to the pack infirm, and as we got closer, my wolf was pacing back and forth. Goddess, what smells so good? We arrived outside the room where the rogue was recovering.

"The doctor will be here to go over everything," Lorian said. "I'm gonna go check in with York and see if he has the location on the other rogue,"

"Sounds good, keep me updated," I nodded.

As I walked to the window looking into the room, I wasn't prepared for what I was about to see. I thought it was just going to be a typical rogue. I couldn't have been more wrong.

I took a few deep breaths. Fuck, this rogue is my mate.

"Alpha Henrik, can you hear me?" Doctor Frost snapped his fingers, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Doctor Frost, I'm sorry. I was lost in thought. How-" I paused for a few seconds. "How is he?" I looked at the rogue in the room.

"He is severely anemic, and I can't exactly find a wound, but he's lost a lot of blood. If this rogue was human, he would be dead by now. That would explain why York found him unconscious and why he is so pale," Doctor Frost explained his condition.

"Will he be okay?" I crossed my arms.

"By the grace of the Moon Goddess, he is AB+. I can give him any blood type to replenish his lost blood. Since you've recognized him as you ate, if you wait by his side, the natural bond between you two will help his recovering," Doctor Frost smiled.

My eyes widened. "I never said-"

"I saw your eyes, Alpha, by your tone and that you almost haven't taken your eyes off him," Doctor Frost explained.

"I haven't marked him either, so how?" I asked.

"Once the bond is recognized, your souls behind to reach out for each other. For now, your presence will be enough. But-" Frost stopped talking.

"What is it, Frost? Tell me what you know. What else is wrong with him?" I growled.

"His body is covered in scars, and he has a numbered tattoo on the back of his neck," Doctor Frost said.

"A number? What kind of sick werewolves would put numbers on the back of other werewolves?" I asked.

"It's not the work of werewolves, Alpha Henrik. This is the work of hunters. I've heard of hunters tattooing numbers on captured supernaturals like cattle," Doctor Frost said.

I was about to explode with rage. "Hunters. I'm going to kill every last one of them," I smiled. "I'm already feared by the hunters as my title as one of the Fabled Moon Warriors, I was disembowled them all,"

"And the world will be a better place for it, but your mate needs you for now. When he wakes up, he may be a bit uneasy. Not only is he a rogue, but he was hurt, on the edge of death, and now he's in a strange new place. York said he didn't wake up on the way here so he will be thinking he's still out there," Doctor Frost said.

"Will he recognize me when he wakes up?" I asked.

"Normally, yes, it would be instant. But given the current state of things, I doubt his mind will be able to recognize you," Doctor Frost said. "He has been though an awful lot of trauma, and it will take some time for him to fully recognize the bond between you. If he's okay, then yes, he would as soon as he wakes up. Only time will tell Alpha Henrik, but if he doesn't, I will recommend you not push him and wait for him to come to you,"

"Thank you, just make sure he's okay," I said.

"With my life," Doctor Frost left me alone with my mate as I looked at him through the window.

Goddess, he is perfect. He is everything that I've ever dreamed my mate would be. But I never expected to not only find him but meet him for the first time while he was unconscious and in the hospital. I wish I knew his name. My blood boiled at the sight of him, the bruises, his skin pale, scars marred his body.

Thank you, Moon Goddess, for bringing him to me.

When I find the hunters that did this, I will show them why I'm known as The Crimson Alpha.

My first shift was under a Blood Moon. I'm more feral than any werewolf on Earth. Still, I've learned to control it and keep what makes me human, not to mention having my family and pack keeps me grounded. The Council keeps tabs on me because of the circumstances of my shift, as I'm the first werewolf to shift under a Blood Moon in 500 years.

I will watch over my mate and protect him from the monsters that did this to him. I'll never forget that not all humans are evil.