CHAPTER 9

MYXY’S POV

When a large thing abruptly struck me, I opened my eyes then I see Pompom, whom I had been carrying. “Fck it, Pompom!” I said, clutching my stomach. “Why do you need to do that?” I questioned, irritated. Apart from the bark, it didn’t respond to anything else. I merely sighed, straightened up, and came to a halt as I realized something. I looked around and then said to myself, “This isn’t my room,” to myself.

“Myxy!!!” When I turned to face the person who called my name, I saw Joy with a wide smile on her face. “You’ve woken up!” she exclaimed with glee. “I heard you were battling your dog, so I guess you're awake now,” she adds, making me groan.

I got to my feet and looked out the window, where I could see the entire place. “There are a lot of people here,” I observed.

“Correction, werewolf,” Joy corrected.

“I know, but where is my aunty?” I ask.

“She’s in the company of Titus and Karol. She wants to have her own peace of mind, and she also stated that if you’re aw