Chapter Eighty-Two
The art of taking things for granted.
Mint Hearst’s Point of View
I woke up with unsettling reality.
While it was a good thing that I am growing my own backbone, I came to realize that I was taking things to the extreme. As the months grow and the snow content dissipates before the pack, I noticed some changes to the people. Fear is not something that was ordinary in this place. To see people fearing the continuous loss of the warriors is unsettling to me.
Every raid that warriors would head to, their numbers would cut to half.
I am seriously worried.
“You’re pregnant. The child in your stomach is the future of this pack and needed to be properly nourished; it is also not bad to give the child... well, less stress. I think you should remember that information s
