40. Angry

Lona's POV

I and Rose are in the backyard of the Pack House, where many flowers were grown with a cool scent, and there were also ornamental birds.

In a deep forest with such fresh air and beautiful scenery, everyone would feel relaxed and comfortable, but for those who were not comfortable in their hearts, even if the scenery was more beautiful, more peaceful, they couldn’t feel anything either.

"What did you say?" Rose said angrily. "Do you mean I'm an ordinary person who can only look at appearances?"

Rose had a beautiful and gentle appearance unlike a werewolf but her personality was not like that at all.

I approached her, brushed some dust off her shirt with my hand, smiled and said. "Not only!"

"You!" Rose pointed her finger at my face, she was really angry.

I glanced at Rose. "Before you point your finger at me, think twice about who I am."

We both faced each other, as if we wanted to use our eyes to fight with each other. After a few seconds, she finally had to lower her hand.