CHAPTER 139: NEXT STOP

“Where’s Arden?” Ivan’s voice comes out too harshly as though they’ve smashed in his own wind pipe during his beat down.

He leans against my shoulder limping forward even with my help as we very carefully sneak out of the dungeon and move to the upper floors.

We have to be as stealthy as possible which is much harder given the current situation at hand.

I silently pray to the goddess that the banquet lasts long enough, for us to get out of here before anyone can go down stairs and fond those two.

“He’s too busy hosting the entire pack in his banquet. I’m just coming from there.”

“Yeah I noticed. The shimmering sequins on the dress is enough to bling me. You’re like a walking disco ball.” He laughs for a while wincing from the pain in his side.

He probably has more than a few broken ribs.

“Ha, ha, nice try.” I say sarcastically rolling my eyes at him while trying to hide my own laughter. “I’d rather be a disco ball than look like an abandoned sock puppet on the side of the street.” I t