Chapter one hundred and thirty- eight

Luka’s POV

Alfred had gotten better, he could stand for a bit and talk a little. It all happened too fast and it was a miracle.

The kind of miracle no one expected. But I was grateful for it and even the healer couldn't explain his fast healing process but all I could say was that maybe the goddess had decided to have mercy on me.

Nothing had changed. in fact, there have been more killings in the last six months.

More people who'd died by violence because of these mysterious bites from the mysterious pack we knew nothing about, it was crazy.

We were all trying our best to solve the puzzle, everyone was scared to death of something they weren't yet aware of, they felt threatened, but none of us knew what or how to react. It was like this huge storm cloud hung over the land, the air had gotten thicker, and colder, and you could hear the sounds of death all over the city. And no one knew why this was happening.

“Emily…” I heard Alfred say and my heart clenched at the mention of that name.