CHAPTER 42— MAKING HER HIS LUNA.
THIRD PERSON POV
Black stepped out of the pack house sneakily. Her attempt at escaping the pack house last night was a failed attempt as everywhere in the pack was properly secured preventing her from reporting to superior assistant, the one she knew hated her and thinks she was just there as a plant when they could be other willing candidates. Black always tries to hide the anger that threatens to burst out of her whenever Red speaks to her in such a condescending tone as if she was the lowest scum to have graced the Haven. She blended into the shadows of the night all thanks to the black cloak she had on.
“Late as always,'' Red complained upon spotting Black in the shadow. Black sighed, “Thanks to you security has been doubled,” Black snapped. She shu
