Chapter Eighty: Power Part One
Natala (Emerald) POV:
I ran as fast as my feet could take me. Clara was not far behind now, just a few steps. I could also hear footsteps thudding on the forest floor, coming closer and closer to my direction. My mate's scents, along with my brothers, wafted through my nose.
The moment I reached the dungeon's entrance a few miles away from the pack house, I stood in front of the guards stationed there; they looked at me from top to bottom, not in a condescending way but in a confused way. It wasn't every day the luna decided to run here like a mad man.
"Um, luna, how can we help you..." before one of the guards could complete his sentence, I waved my hand, dismissing him and spoke up.
"Open the gates and show me the cells of three escapee she-wolves,"
