DRACO
Once they were all inside, we lead them to washrooms and provided them with clothes and food. Most of them looked like s**t, but in that moment I was more afraid for myself.
Monica was going to kill me.
I was dreading the moment she would step out of the washroom, my gaze stuck on the door. I was glad they were all okay, but I understood exactly what Cedric had promised her in return for herself. He hadn't killed any of her pack members, or directly harmed any of her family. That jerk was planning to win over her heart.
As if I would let that happen.
The door opened, and Monica stepped out, wearing her daughter's clothes. Her eyes were full of tears and she didn't waste a moment. "Where is she?" she asked immediately.
I tensed up.
"She's not here," I muttered, lowering my gaze
