Chapter 71: The Villain in the Middle

A gust of wind swept in through the remaining open window, caressing her neck and cheeks.

At last, the wind returned as moonlight, white as fresh snow, chased away the shadows that plagued the barn.

“Are we going to spend the night here punching and fighting?” Sasha Forster clicked her tongue, letting her shoulders radiate confidence. “It’s going to be a wary long night, then.”

Ansel spat at Alain’s feet as he slowly backed away. “He started it this time.”

Alain scoffed, straightening of what remains of his clothes. “You’re always good at pointing fingers, Ansel. Tell me, are they also good at pumping someone’s ass?”

Sasha’s face became all red. “What the fuck, Alain?”

“Answer me—damn you!” The Shadow Rose Alpha’s challenging gaze could’ve brought down several enemies, his hoarse voice thick with unabashed fury.

Alpha Ansel only leaned on a wooden pillar as he crossed his arms. “I don’t know. I only fuck women, Alpha.” His smirk was unmista