Chapter 11 Alpha Blood Pack

• GRACE POV
• Suddenly, one of them was standing in front of me, and his dirty hands gripped my neck. His almond-colored eyes glared at me, and his jaw hardened until his muscles showed on the surface of his brown skin.
• “You smell different, like you're not a werewolf. Who are you really?” He tightened his grip on my neck even more. Then four other men with equally large bodies surrounded me. All four of them were pointing sharp weapons at me.