He still wasn’t saying anything. He was giving me the attitude, acting like I wasn’t even there.

That was driving me crazy, why was he keeping silent? Why won’t he talk to me, why won’t he...

I took a deep breath and took my black hoodie and wore them over the nighties. My dagger was intact. I touched them. Then packed my hair.

I was ready for the hunt.

I don’t care what he’s gonna do or say. I’ve to find out who was killing the wolves of the Salmon pack.

It would be fun.

“Are you coming Creamy, or you’re gonna sit there?”

“And where do you think you’re...