Chasing Bella's shadow
All wary of the power radiating from the stranger riding his Harley, there was another Alpha in Howling Warrior territory.
Up Ghost mountain, the motorcycle went, its engine softly purring its power, and as it reached the end of the road, the engine was cut, and the stranger got off, taking in the home of the Alpha couple.
Behind the visor, his lips twitched in amusement, noting the children's toys littering the front porch, four pink bikes and one blue one graced the front lawn, and the huge washing line was filled with children's clothes.
The front door opened, and out strode the Alpha, his steel-grey eyes drilling into the leather biker, and his nose sniffing the air, gauging the challeng
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