Chapter 67 - Manuel

I swear my Uncle was sent from hell to torture me! Not like I could go look for my mate when he suggests me going to look for her could result in everyone dying, is there?! And he fucking knew it. I was desperate to turn this pack upside down in search for Lola, but what Uncle Mateo had said was true, we were at risk if we stayed, and there were far more of them than there were of us.

If I went looking for her with no plan and my mind let loose I was putting everyone at danger. Dammit, I hate it when he was right.....

Though he had been trained for interrogation and suchlike when he was a warrior. I do wonder if some of his bluntness and lack of filter was partly due to that sometimes. He certainly had a way of getting his point across, to get what he wanted. That was a skill in itself, one he used to his benefit. And to the benefit of the pack on many occasions.

Usually it impresses me, but right now, I do not appreciate it being used against me. Dick.

I can’t believe