Chapter Eighty Eight
Some people needed to find their end.
Mint Hearst’s Point of View
The door opened with three big males on the other side.
Judging by the lack of their pack scent, they were among the few people in this place who are not originally in the pack. They were rogues who needed a Luna to bow to, a necessity for functioning wolves. No matter how cruel they were, one would always need the pleasure to serve a leader.
Wolves are naturally live in packs, so it was not a new thing.
I simply did not blink upon seeing them, not even moving a single inch. To how they were all positioned, I doubt that they could pose a threat to me. At least, by this minute. My wolf is already guarding me; her consciousness is already on the back of my head.
She would easily snap if a wolf
