Chapter 215 Kieran's Mate

• Kieran's POV
• Standing outside the bar on the outskirts of the North Pack, I grumble under my breath. I am getting so tired of these back-door, seedy bar meetings. But it is the only place that these rebels are willing to meet.
• Walking in through the back door of the bar, the smell of rogues hits my nose, immediately causing it to wrinkle. I pretend like it doesn't bother me as I walk to the back room of the bar. I push the door open, the smell of vanilla hits my nose, and my wolf, Karr, begins to jump around excitedly in my mind.