Chapter Seventy-Three – Reckless
Red’s POV
I held Esme’s fist from hitting the girl, dragging her back.
The warrior had been badly injured because he was taken by surprise so I understood her anger.
But pounding the girl will make her unable to answer our questions and currently, I think it took more priority than revenge.
Why the hell were more league members after our pack when rogues infested everywhere? How reckless did their leader think?
Esme finally calmed down and I let go of her arm. I kept my face distanced from the girl, she lacked manners if she wanted to spit on an Alpha’s face.
“I’d try again. What’s your name—”
The girl began cackling, shaking head left and right as she laughed. It made Esme frown at her and I saw her fist clench together. What became funny?
“Forg
