Otis's POV:.

Those Grey Pack wolves didn't make a move.

I was relieved to see that they didn't do anything, then I shook my body and shouted randomly with my mouth, pretending that I was in a drunken frenzy as I wandered around towards the surroundings.

"How did Otis get so drunk, now what do we do?"

"Let her be quiet and take her to rest, hurry up and catch up with her."

At this time the voices of the two Blue-moon Pack warriors rang in my ears, followed by the sound of footsteps coming from behind as they tried to catch me left and right.

They didn't know that...