Ann’s pov
I am going home today.
That is exactly what I need.
I just hope that the monster agrees to let me go, but my mate did seem confident that this time he has an offer that even the Lycan King cant refuse.
It must be something interesting. Conan wouldn’t make an empty promise like that.
I then got my bag and started packing everything I bought along with me. I looked around this room, it felt so cold and lonely.
The white walls were depressing and it had no life at all, I am going back to my beautiful and full of life room.
I am going to sit at a dinner table where people talk and there is actually some life in the place.
This pack mansion is honestly weird. I have never been to a place that can be so quiet. It is almost as if it’s a graveyard,
you can even hear your own
