Sherry's POV-Bulls eye

I knew I wasn't thinking very straight but there was nothing else that could be done.

We had just buried two of our best friends.

There shouldn't be any more burial from our side.

Besides, if what Midnight said could be taken into account, there were many werewolves from Helo's end who were mere puppets. They needed to be protected as well.

I head-on battle would only result in more innocent casualties.

" Are you sure you want to do it this way... "

Ryan's breath over my bare shoulder made me shiver from within. I was putting on my war costume. Just like old days.

" This is the only way.... "

I resumed putting the weapons into their respective places.

But he turned me around.

" You know I never contradicted you. I did everything that you asked me to do. Your way. "

He pulled me closer and burnt his gaze into me.

" Listen to me carefully Sherizad. I paid a very heavy price for that obedience last time. Don't you even think of leaving me this time. " He shook me with feral inte