Chapter thirty-five

It seems people trying to kill me has become a new occurrence.

How I ended up on the floor with a knife to my face was seriously troubling.

I've been avoiding Caleb -as usual- even though he tries to track me now and then to mumble some crappy piece of apology, but I wasn't having it.

The truth is, I've already forgiven him…. I just haven't forgotten.

Besides, watching him fumble around me is kinda of amusing.

I did keep to my word though of helping him bring order to the pack, and the first place I started was the women.

It was difficult, at first.

Some turned their noses up at me, ignored me, and downright rude but I didn't care anymore. The only thing I cared about now was getting Roy back.

It was slow but eventually, I started to implement what I'd done in the Red Rose pack here.

Recreating the women's shelter here was a bit more difficult. I mean on the first day, no one even came. But now, we have about two to three attendees…. small but it's progress.

I've been helping rebuild