Chapter 21

Erin’s POV

What in the tarnation came over me when I decided to escape from Alaric's camp?

Regret suffused me after my head covering had been roughly pulled off from me, and I saw the faces of my captors.

Seven rugged-looking men surrounded me.

I looked at the face of each one of my captors, noting they were not from my father's pack.

For a while, I thought my father's men captured me, and would try to bring me back to Red Stone Pack.

It fills me with horror just thinking about it. I just could not go back there.

There is nothing in Red Stone Pack for me.

My gaze went back to my captors. They were no ordinary wolves. They have the same massive build and tall frames. And the one thing distinguishing them was the tattoo on their left arm. From my distance, it looks like a flower with an intricate design, but on closer inspection, it appears as a mandala with an eye in the middle.

“Who are you? What do you want from me? ” I hissed with so much bravado.

I struggled but my hands