Smithly's POV
9:30 P. M. at Mating Season's Ball in Reids’ Mansion
My wolf, Wrecker is growling nonstop habang kanina pa paikot-ikot sa isang sulok ng aking isipan. Napabuntong-hininga na lamang ako.
“What's wrong, buddy?” tanong ko rito.
Agad naman itong tumugon. “I smell something that’s not right!”
My lips twitched. Not right huh? I scan the whole area with my slightly slitted eyes. The north gate is already closed at mahigpit na nakabantay roon ang limang pack warriors ng Dark Stone. May mga trackers rin na nagroronda sa buong paligid kaya imposible na may makakapasok sa loob ng vicinity na hindi namin namamalayan.
“Sniff in the air, fool!” Wrecker snapped and ordered me. Damn! I shook my head.
“Chill out, wolf,” saway ko rito but did what he said to shut him up. Tilting my head
