Chapter 8
- AT SUNSET
- All the werewolf females were scattered in the backyard of the palace, packing the tree trunks and logs to a corner where it would be used by the kitchen servants for cooking.
- Odessa rubbed her lips, trying to hold back the pain that surged all over her body. She had become conscious at noon, and Lyra did a thing by applying an ointment on her wounds so they would heal quickly.