Leslie
I massaged my hair with my palm. A blinding headache threatened to take over my being.
Damn…
I hated meetings, especially long ones like the one I had today. I spent almost eleven hours inside the meeting room, all because we wanted to get to the root of the matter at all cost.
An unidentified pack kept disrupting the peace of Bloodmoon pack. Everyone hides in their various rooms for fear of the unknown.
No one could go out with a complete confidence of returning safely, if its a man, it's either he encounters some strange people on the way. They would beat him up to near death then they would scribble down a single word on the victim's body; at most, the only words we've seen so far are kill, death, avenge.
If I must say, it was a really strange and scary thing.
I was sure
