Chapter 85 Unfortunate Death

• Zuriel’s P.O.V.
• My eyes wandered from one corner of a street to another, the absence of the blood inside the pack was a sign of relief. It could only mean that the intruders hadn’t started massive killing. So this gathering must be a formal ceremony for introduction.
• I removed my coat and undid the buttons for any one-on-one combat. That was my pack, and it was my responsibility to protect it. The idea of failure was already dampening my soul.