Chapter 43

Inside a dimly lit room. Only the sound of dropping water could be heard. A,” man with brown short hair and gray eyes was sitting on a chair that looked similar to a throne with another man with golden eyes staring at him with a grim look on his face.

“This wasn’t the plan Ash, I lost more than ten of my men because of your crazy plan and now Devon may be on our tail as we speak,” Maximus, the leader of the rogue werewolves, spat out angrily at Ash.

“Don’t worry maximus their death won’t be in vain,” Asb said, trying to calm the werewolf down, but Maximus was far from being relaxed.

Because of Ash, they had to move to a new hideout out of fear of the Supreme Alpha finding them and ripping every one of them apart because they tried to harm his mate. The last thing Maximus wanted was to lose more of his men.

“This is all my fault. I shouldn’t have listened to you in the first place,” Maximus stood up and walked towards the window at the side of the room.

“This is all Saphira’s fault.