Chapter 5: Meet My Luna

Gwy's POV

"Ouch! Hey, you watch it!" I growled at Mr. Mateless' bodyguard who threw me effortlessly to the ground. "You should have told me to walk! Duh!" I rolled my eyes.

The next thing I knew, Grace was whimpering after hearing a loud growl from the bodyguard. I didn't bother to fight back. It's no use anyway. They put strong shackles on my wrists behind me, sapping my energy.

I looked around and saw the countryside set up before my eyes. It's a completely different lifestyle back in New Orleans though my hometown is no better than New York itself. I'm just surprised that this pack was able to preserve a greenery forest-like place they call Black Dew Pack.

I saw gorgeous people around. They wore New Yorker-style clothes. Their attraction spilled all over the place and I felt like a rotten human begging for plastic surgery right now.

A bubbly Latina wearing tight black leather pants catwalked in our direction. Her jaw moved as she chewed gum. Her curly black hair looked so gorgeous