Chapter 82 - Lola

We are back in the lounge after being told to meet here. It is a lot more of a mess than it was earlier when we walked in, likely due to their earlier fighting. Maybe Alpha Jacob had forgotten about that. There was blood on the grey sofas, up the walls and across the floor. Thankfully, bodies had been removed, as the warriors that were with us from the Midnight Forest Pack, now all bandaged up, told us there had been a fair few of Crimson Night Pack Warriors on the floor, bloodied and injured, some even dead.

I don’t even want to think about that. That is one element to my family being warriors I hate. The fact that a big part of that is the fighting, and the killing it can involve. And the way they seem to be so free in forgetting about it, and letting it go like it is literally nothing. Like it is part of their day job, which I guess it is really. But it just doesn’t sit right with me and puts me on edge.

Yet most of the men in my family are warriors; my Dad, my brother, my