*CHAPTER 85*
JAX:
Calen tossed a handkerchief at me and I wiped the blood off my hand against the material, heaving a sigh before I let it drop to the ground and walked out of the warehouse.
Calen was beside me, acting like my right hand man. It had been that way since Stefan's death but I hadn't given him the beta role yet as it wasn't something so importan to me.
I'd just dealt with the rogue Werewolves I found stealing from me. They were wolves without a Pack owing to the fact that they'd either been thrown out of their respective packs or bad ran away for rebellion's cause.
Though they gave mist Packs problems, they had never chosen to mess me with me as they weren't ready to meet their deaths just yet. I didn't really bother myself over them because over the decades, they had s
