CHAPTER 134

Gianna's POV

My wolf howls inside me and reprimands me with insulting statements but do I care? No, the only thing on my mind is my pack, I am not even thinking right now.

I pant like crazy trying to keep my breathing stable, how I was able to escape Dane was such a miracle, I had actually tiptoed out of the pack house.

I opened the gate seeing the guards were distracted with bottles of liquor. I couldn't fault them, there is going to be a party here in a few hours. 

A party I might likely miss because of the urgent need to warn my pack of the impending doom even though I knew more than half of the back wouldn't take me seriously and would probably kill me but I was willing to take the risk.

There is a public market outside the pack house, where the she wolves use the coronation ceremony as an avenue to display their wares because of the dignitaries that'd grace the ceremony