Chapter 6

Elsa’s POV

Dennis gathered us into the large hall in the castle with a grim look on his face. It looked like we took more than we wanted to bite on with the number in the hall.

“Can I get everyone’s attention?” Dennis said, raising his hand at the group with the noise dying down.

I moved closer to Damian, watching him smile. I was okay knowing he was by my side, taking it as the best thing to have ever happened to me.

“It looks like we’ve gotten ourselves in a bit of a pinch with a neighboring pack,” he said as he stood in the center, staring at all of us.

“We told you we did not need to save these people with problems we have on ourselves,” someone said from one side of the hall.

That was when I realized we were segregated, and I was the only one with Damian sitting with the new people.

“There is no time for us to talk about things that we should have done or do. We have them in our hands right now, and we can not cast them out of our midst,” Dennis answered as he looked around.

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