Chapter 22

Daphne's point of view.

*Take him away from here now that I'm distracting Wymond* Ara told me through our pack-link.

*Ok, I'll give you feedback later* I replied her.

I winced when I stared at Drake's bloody face, like seriously this looks nothing like Drake at all -thankfully he's a werewolf.

Maybe his wolf would help him heal faster and he wouldn't have to undergo face surgery.

"Holy shît!" Dante exclaimed as he approached me. "This must be a fight to death scene, how did I managed to miss such a great show?"

I rolled my eyeballs.

"It wasn't a fight to death situation, it was a beaten to pulp" I said, gesturing at the beast King who's still so focused on biting Ara's lips.

Dante frowned when he stared at Ara and the beast King.

"Why is she making out with someone else? Isn't she the beast king's ma...."

I quickly slapped my hand over his mouth, muffling his words and gave him a very tight smile.

"Don't get yourself in trouble"

He frowned and bite my palm to make me withdraw it, but