บท 32: CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO

To be honest, this is good... Not perfect, but good enough.

There's a crease in between my eyebrows, as I grimace a little. Weighing the cons of this single act, it's better to not indulge in it at all.

For one, it will not just cost me my life and that of my unborn child, or that of my lover and mate, Hendrix... It will cost my entire pack, all of the members and not sparing any.

Possibly if a life is spared, they would be ruined forever. A refugee in the camp of an enemy an ugly and viciously dreaded and scornful alpha, Arthur. The pack will be left to its ruin, and burnt to the ground completely; houses, properties, all of it.