Cassandra and Poppy rushed to the injured girl's side, assessing her condition quickly.
“She is alive, I can sense her breathing,” Poppy reassured Cassandra.
“But she is barely moving, who did this?” Cassandra was furious at the girl’s condition.
Though battered and badly injured, she was still alive. Small relief, in this world of miseries.
“We need to find out,” Poppy answered, still checking up on the girl.
“Take her to the side and check up on her there. Things are going to get a little messy, I don’t want this innocent person to be caught in the crossfire.” Cassandra instructed Poppy and she nodded in answer.
As they moved the girl, an aggressive werewolf emerged from the back kitchen. His eyes locked onto Cassandra, and he sneered, sizing her up.
“What the he11 are you doing h
