CHAPTER 81

Waking up in shock. Was it just a nightmare? The drops of blood, the sounds of the werewolves' howls, gunshots, and the young werewolves' cries.

But it seemed like it was all real, seeing an unfamiliar ceiling. I quickly sat on the soft mattress and roamed my eyes into the room. Where am I? The room was filled with luxury furniture, even the ceiling looks expensive. Am I in the packhouse? But what pack is it? Only one pack was rich as we do, and I hope I’m wrong. Because that pack was the ultimate rival of our pack.

“You’re awake.” A woman suddenly entered the room. She looks like in her mid-thirtees, yet her beauty looks younger.

“W-Who are you? Where am I?” I asked continuously.

“Don’t you remember anything?” She shot back.

“Ah…” My forehead suddenly hurts as a couple of images flashes at the back of my mind. It was Alpha Primo who gave me to Hendrix before he fight for our pack. Hendrix and I encountered six hunters in the woods. Hendrix started fighting against the six of them but