CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

P’s POV.

I wake in the cave beside my Alpha.

After my nightmare, I slept soundly.

I remember our plan today, to go to the village and get married.

I sit up. My Alpha is already awake.

"Shall we hunt?" he asks me.

"Yes," I say.

I forget about my dream and the bad omen. I am elated now.

We are going to get married!

I leap up, ready to go. Ready to leave.

We leave our cave side by side.

I sniff the air. Listen.

I sense something. Something wrong.

"Do you smell that?" I ask my Alpha.

"Yes," he says. He looks troubled. "It is the smell of human."

"And dog," I add.

"You're right."

"Someone approaches," I say.

He nods.

Coming up the hillside is an old, hunched woman.

"What is she doing here?" I ask my Alpha.

"Let's ask her and find out."

We walk to the old woman.

"Who are you?" I ask.

"A fortune teller," she says.

My Alpha chuckles. He seems to find this very funny. I'm not so jovial myself.

"I do not need my fortune read," I tell her.

"But you're going to be a bri