Gwendolyn's POV
The last couple of days were hectic. First, we had to deal with the death of the council headmaster, who turned out to be the aunt of my beloved. Second, an illegal brothel right under the council's noses that caused me to lose myself. After tearing through those mutts like a tornado, I felt terrible, but what I saw in those girls' eyes fueled my beast.
I knew the world wasn't just for good people but also for bad ones. I had seen them myself and vowed to protect innocents from them after experiencing the evil myself. Hayden was busily deciphering the diary his aunt left him as I helped Counselor Henderson with the poor girls.
There were twenty in total. All skinny, pale, and with bruises and injuries. They vary in age, but the oldest was in her mid-twenties, and the you
