Horres
I couldn’t tell why this daughter of Holmes thought she could get sympathy by just standing there and crying pitifully.
It took me great effort to move my body, and I couldn’t be any more glad about finally succeeding.
Imagine my horror when I saw the fire from afar. The direction led to only one place—the woodshed. I didn’t like the idea of placing Alpha Holmes’ daughter there, but I reckoned she wouldn’t be any trouble. After all, she was merely a wolfless trash.
Not even in my wildest dreams did I expect to have such a strange attack on the night she planned an escape.
Maybe the goddess planned for Oxley to get so pissed and punish the warrior for questioning him. We wouldn’t have been able to intercept them so easily if not for his interference.
“Alpha, there’s anothe
