“Giro…” Ansel patted his best friend’s shoulders at the back. “I believe you.”
Giro smiled at his words. “I told you—”
Then a deafening sound of a bell rang three times. Then another three.
“s**t, the Shadow Rose Pack is already here!”
Ansel froze, feet nailed on the floor. Big drops of cold sweat streamed down from his face. “This will not end well.”
“As much as I’ve predicted, yes.” Then Giro vanished towards Alpha Cal’s fortress.
People around him began shouting, some Omegas were even panicking. But the Slaves, including Klea and Sasha, did not even halt for a second while doing their daily chores due to their fear of being whipped. Because the moment they leave, the every minute they leave their post is equivalent to one strike.
“The Shadows are here! The Shadow Rose Pack is her
