It was morning, a glare fell on my face, so I opened my eyes in annoyance to look at the ceiling of my room...

To stammer and turn to the right and say, "Leave me alone."

Five minutes later, I pulled my phone from the table near the bed to find that it was eight o'clock.

Damn, you're too late...

I exhaled angrily and removed the blanket from my feet to get up and head towards the small bathroom attached to the room, brushed my teeth and took a shower, then came out of the towel around my waist...

I wore comfortable clothes to facilitate my movement, I heard the sound of my stomach exhaling boredom,

not your time now...

I grabbed my bag and phone and walked to the door.

I paid the room bills and left the hotel...

"So what's your next step?"

"Getting a Good Transportation to New Mexico"

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Peter Bogum asks

I coldly reply, "Why aren't you?"

He muttered angrily, "Don't answer my question with a question."

I sighed with boredom, "Pup, can you spare me a little arguing, I know you want to go out, but not - at least - at this time, I'll let you out when we get there."

I walked into a bar and was greeted with the smell of cigarettes and alcohol...

The door bell sounded to let the staff know that someone was coming...

The bar wasn't full so I took a table and waited for my partner, one of the waitresses stepped in

"What is your request?" I spoke solemnly

"whiskey cup"

I placed my order and left while I was sitting waiting...

The waitress came and put the cup in front of me for someone to pick it up before my hand could reach it...

I stared sharply at the young man who collapsed on the chair opposite me and started drinking my glass of whiskey greedily...

"Delicious," he said refreshingly, placing the cup firmly on the table.

"Good, you liked it... ask me for a cup and it will be at your expense" she said with sarcasm and annoyance

"It's all for my dear Louis," he laughed cheerfully.

I rolled my eyes with boredom and said seriously, "Let's get to the point. I need a reliable means of transportation to take me to New Mexico, Chad."

Chad smiled wide and stroked his chest with his hand, "Don't worry, count on me."

The tip of my lips rose and I said, "Okay, try to hurry, because the old man is already starting to move."

Chad exclaims, "Did they find you?"

I gestured for him to shut up, his voice rose and I nodded yes, "But for some reason they withdrew, it seems as if they want me to come of my own accord, but no way."

"Strange, do they think you'll come back?"

"Indeed, they are sure, for the first time when they brought me back, the old bastard decided to marry me to one of the daughters of the herd, and this is for his opinion. If I do not find my companion, I do not need to cut off his offspring."

Chad laughed cheerfully and said, "You mean your dad wants to be a grandfather?"

On the surface, yes, but in reality he wants to tie me to the herd.

Chad shook his head sadly and continued curiously, "Are you not going to look for your mate?"

I looked into the void for a moment and said in a low voice, "If any."

"Don't say that, my friend, she does exist, but she needs some time to appear, or she is not yet born."

Chad spoke optimistically and started to babble as usual, as I retired to a corner of my mind thinking about the subject of my girlfriend...

Peter always demands her and I myself want her because I'm tired of being alone, but in my current situation I don't think I'll find her, and I think, as Chad said, maybe she's not even born yet...

My thoughts interrupted the cup that the waitress put in front of me, and Chad said, "It's on me, my friend."

I chuckled amusedly, and took hold of the cup and lifted it up high to say, "To my mate who will not come."

And she drank it all at once and put the cup firmly on the table so that the collision sounded loudly while Chad giggled loudly...

Chad and I spent about an hour talking about side issues and the state of the herds.

"You know?! The rogues and the novices are getting stronger these days, and there are rumors that they intend to target the herds."

I would curse in a low voice and say, "Aren't they tired of the failed raids that they lead, too? They have no interest in attacking the large herds unless they intend to die."

"Don"t rule it out, Louie, and the Hunters also became a threat."

I was staring at the edge of the table, "Yeah, last time it was going to be a disaster."

The ringing bell on the door made a sound to indicate that someone had entered, but its constant repetition proved that there was a group that had entered.

It seems that Chad noticed my tension and turned towards them and was surprised...

............

Patricia

"Shit, damn it…" I muttered nervously as I crept the room back and forth. This is how I have been since yesterday…

Why Pelosi himself? How did they manage it?

He's the only one I would have counted on to catch Louie if Laurina's plan had failed...

Damn it, if my dad knew, he would cut me to shreds, and he wouldn't cost me any other task.

My reputation as a herd will end, and my dignity will accept the earth complacently. No... This should not happen. I have to get Louie and save Pelosi by any means before the news reaches my father..!!

I walked out of the room to go to the living room insistently...

Harper, Jaden, Mark and Rios were there.

"Everyone, pay attention to me," I said coldly, hiding my tension

They all turned to me at once, and I quietly continued, "Let's agree now. We have to hide it from the herd so as not to cause them anxiety... Second, we'll first get Louie on our side, then we'll try to save Pelosi with his help, and go back to the herd without having to tell them what happened to Pelosi."

I realized as soon as I finished that my words did not resonate with them, as question marks and denunciations had crossed their faces...

"Are you planning to attack the Red Moon?" Rios was the first to speak and his tone was disapproving

"Are you kidding, girl? We're five or six too much if Louis cared about Pelosi because he sure wouldn't," he nodded seriously.

"What Jaden says is true, it's the risk of breaking into their lair," said Mark, agreeing with Jaden. "It's

true! I have to take into account the difference in number between us...

I turned around, giving my back to them... I don't have to return Pelosi or my dignity...

I closed my eyes tightly, avoiding the worst-case scenario, my first mission, not to be failed by an asshole like Pelosi...

I took a deep breath and turned to them again to say stoically, "Now we have to focus on Louis. If we convince him that it needs his intervention, he will no doubt agree, don't forget that he has Blue Snow."

The atmosphere was charged enough for their sharp looks, but they didn't speak, so I took that as my word and withdrew into the room.

I entered the room and sat on the bed thinking of a way to persuade Louis, to break into Harper's room to shout at him, "How dare you break into a girl's room..."

"Listen, Patricia, I didn't come here to hear your shit."

He came towards me to hold my arm tightly to straighten out, "Are you crazy or are you crazy? You want to kill us, attacking the red moon is like committing suicide."

"So what? Or do you want Pelosi to be locked up there?"

Harper fixed his eyes on me to the point that I felt like he was out of my mind...

"Don't make me so reckless, Patricia," he muttered softly.

I challenged him and continued in the same tone, "Don't forget who Harper is, I'm the leader here and you are obligated to take my orders."

"You follow your own selfish emotions, Pat, you intend to take advantage of Louie, right?"

"Of course, it alone is enough to fight the red moon."

"You will sacrifice Blue because of a mistake you made."

I felt as if cold water had been poured on him to push him hard and yell at him, "What do you mean, Harper? I didn't do anything wrong, it's the result of your negligence and negligence. If you hadn't gone to that damned party, we'd be back in the herd with Louie."

Harper remained silent, staring at me with coldness and hidden anger

As I collapsed onto the bed and hid my face in my hands to say, "Things are getting out of hand."