Devin’s POV
I froze the moment the woman pulled off her hood to reveal purple flowing hair. What was the odd she would be in the pack at the same time we had issues relating to her? The answered floated around as I tightened my grip on Muna’s shoulders
“What are we going to do about this?” I asked, whispering to Dylan on the side who looked just as shell-shocked as I was.
“We’ll stay here and listen to whatever she has to say and counter them whatever way we can.”
I nodded to his reply, swallowing the lump of saliva in my throat as we watch her speak. Her words were mesmerizing, that we could do nothing throughout her ordeal than just listen to her.
The crowds were having none of it as they turned to their anger to full-blown aggression, raining missives in our direction.
I stood m
