31 A Risky Plan

Hurried panicked footsteps were dragging along the concrete floor and I paused as I observed everything while my lame bodyguard was urging me to move.

“Come on. What are you gawking there for?” his deep gruff voice said, “They’re going to kill you and you're just going to stand there?”

Tsk this werewolf. He was just in a sour mood but when my life is now on the verge of danger, he’s out here worrying.

“Oh, that's a fair trade. I would rather get captured by them than endure your presence.” I said sarcastically.

He breathes deeply, obviously tired of my tactics and having to put up with my bullsh*t.

“I know we hate each other, just tell that me later. Right now, you are in danger.”

I nodded, almost slipping as one of the she-wolves bumped into me as she tried to run away. He caught me with his big buff hands and I asked, “What’s your name again?” I asked.

“Do you have a death wish? You’re even asking me at the wrong time.” he grabbed my hand.

“Stop complaining and just tell me.”