ANGELICA'S POV
I just couldn't move with the theory in my mind for a moment. How was it even possible?
Do Dylan and Ericson own wolves, too? But those wolves were so big, like some kind of hybrid. Was there some illegal business going on in here? And if yes, where did they go?
“Is everything alright?” I asked Dylan.
All the questions and mysteries could wait. What I could see was that Dylan and Ericson were wounded. Why did they have so much blood on them?
I walked further inside the room, and Ericson smiled softly at me.
“Come here,” he beckoned me to come closer to him.
I followed.
Standing before him, I observed him quietly, his beautiful eyes captivating me.
They were shining with some incomprehensible emotions.
These eyes didn't look like they could do anything illega
