I'm Not Ready

Bryce, who had frozen due to shock, turned around to look at Roman.

"What about them?" He asked. However, it wasn't a secret that Bryce had taken over the mafia through a series of actions and violence.

"They attacked the base." Roman said, and then proceeded to walk toward Bryce.

"That old man is still alive?" Bryce said, in surprise. However, a creepy smile crept onto his face.

He could remember how he had turned everyone against the head of the mafia at that time.

But then Bryce didn't regret his actions one bit. At that time, he had arrived in the human world, to take refuge.

However, he couldn't just stay idle. As a wolf, he liked to be in control and be territorial.

The only thing he opted to do was take over the mafia.

Also, he didn't feel guilty as the Vyrons ruled with a cruel mind.

Roman had been standing a few feets away from Bryce and he watched the varying expressions on his grandfather's face.

"Do you have any information on them?" Bryce asked as his eyes shone with a