Upon hearing this, Johnny, standing outside the door, felt a chill in his eyes.

The Brook pack was thought to be a warm and loving pack, but behind that warmth was a harsh reality.

The mother blamed them for being useless, while the father only pursued profitable endeavors. This made the Brook pack no different from the Carmine pack.

“Gigi, tell your brother to quickly find a donor for me, or else I’ll have to dig out your wolf spirits!”

Gigi found it hard to believe what she heard. She slowly straightened up and looked at the old lady lying in the bed,

waving her hand aimlessly.

“Mom, please come...