[Kieran's POV]
I recalled when I was called by the Lycan King himself and given this task. I had made my name; that's why he sought me out—a "missing wolves case." My gut twisted at the words; a fire burned within me—young wolves going missing, a crime I could never forgive the mastermind for. I vowed to bring out the truth and report to him the outcome of this one-month investigation. I mean, I had expected I would have figured out the truth in a week, but I guess the mastermind was really good at his games. But that didn't mean he was free; I still had some days more, and that was enough time for me.
But a question always popped up to me: "Who knew I would find my mate here?" Maybe this was destiny—a thought that seemed to elicit a slight chuckle from me. Well, it was coming from someone who never believed in such.
"Will she ever choose me?" Even if she doesn't, I won't give up so easily on her; that was a promise I made to myself.
