GIANNA'S POV
Zipping up the last bag I had brought with me, I rushed out of the guest Apartment before the sun rose. Another day staying in this pack house could mean danger.
I had previously alerted the guards last night to wait at the border gates for me. My plan was simple, leave before anyone notices.
As I walked briskly past the streets, a lot of things kept pouring through my mind, starting from my failed mission to my involvement with Lugard.
Everything about that man was strange and there was one word my wolf kept telling me, “run!” Yes, he was dangerous. I didn't know how to prove it yet to Amelia but the first thing I needed to do was to leave and clear my mind.
I finally arrived at the border gates and saw my men resting casually under a tree, beside them were our horse
