Nathan’s P.O.V.
I was about to lung at Alan when mom roared and ordered Gibson to throw Alan in dungeons.
The only thing we all hate from the bottom of our hearts was abuse, no matter what kind of abuse it is, we hate all of them.
I held Summer into my embrace tightly as she was in grief. Orion had told us that she shouldn’t be emotionally stimulated but this wasn’t expected by any of us.
Winnie was still sobbing, her cries muffled by her hands as they had covered them tightly.
“Let me go. Let me go. I did nothing wrong. Why are you doing this to me?” Alan continued dragging Alan out of the room mercilessly.
Alan was just a common pack member. He was no match of Gibson.
His cries and screams filled the whole room, but none of us moved from our place.
I knew how much efforts it took
