Chapter 92

Half raise their hands. "All in favor of sucking on your mom's tits at the Leonov pack." Remer alone raises his hand. "All in favor of taking the fucking fight to the blood sucking bastards." Several hands go up, but it's not enough. Anfisia sits down and looks at me, but I stare forward. Danyal stands up again, his arms strained again and his jaw ticking. "Then it's settled, my pack will train you to defend yourselves and then we will leave you in peace." After the meeting, tension was high. Danyal didn't talk to me and I didn't talk to him, instead, Anfisia walked with me to the training fields. The trees sway with the cold winter breeze in the distant, shaking fresh snow off their branches. Puffs of warm air escape my mouth and I watch as it too blows away. My heart still weighs heavily in my chest, the aftermath of the meeting swarming through my thoughts.