“My, love. What are you talking about?” Joaquin asked.
Shanaia heaved a deep breath and answered.
“Look, I have strong ears and I overheard you talking about the war,” she said.
The three men were quiet, exchanging looks with each other. Then Joaquin stood up and approached Shanaia. He grabbed her hands and kissed them.
“Don’t worry about that, my love. We will be taking care –“
“Just hear me out,” Shanaia sternly pressed, cutting him off.
“Yes, my love,”
Joaquin said immediately like an obedient puppy, surprising both Joselito and Basilio.
“Look, I know this war is important for you to protect your territory, and territory dispute is a thing for Lycans. So, I think I can help you with that,” she said.
Joselito stood up and looked at Shanaia.
“What is the idea of yours?” he aske
