Evelyn's POV
I stand there impatiently. I was never stopped entering any pack or werewolf land. This is the first time something like this is happening. I am the Princess and soon to be Queen of Werewolf race!!
"How much more time will it take?" I ask the guy before me.
If the word Poker Face has a human form, then it would be this man. He is not smiling. Not bowing. Not nodding. Not answering. Not even blinking for some reason.
His eyes fog over again. He might be mindlinking. It has been freaking half an hour since I am standing here. I am slowly growing impatient.
Why can't this Filth come already?
Just as I am thinking of it, I see Filth running towards us. Well, more like.. running towards me. For a moment,I felt happy.
But then, he walks to the Poker Face before me. And
