Chapter 31 - Present - Joseph
Being tossed on the floor like a filthy dog, this was never the way the men imagined they would be treated as they came back.
Kicks in their ribs, feet stomping on their hands, maybe it would have been better if they had waited for the Werewolves to kill them like the wild animals they were.
... And how wrong were they about that...
"So, are you telling me that he ordered the attack even if it was against my orders?" The man asked calmly, his voice cold as ice as he looked at the three men before his feet.
"Y-yes, sir." The one with the highest position among them spoke, trembling in fear more than when he met the Werewolves, this was the first time, he had fought against the beasts. "E-Edgar said t-that their defenses were a-already weaker a-and that it-
