Robin Clement Novels & Stories

Chapter 73 Arthur’s POV It’s been eleven hours since Damian, Monica, and Adrian were attacked. Mom is still in the clinic with Ainsley and Justin. Damian shrugs and throws the pen he's holding on the table. “This is boring.” He complains. Everyone ignores him. We know him to be trouble, doing his things recklessly. “We should be out there, searching for him. Not sitting here, reading some bunch of fucking boring books and staring at gadgets.” He stated.

He kept telling himself. After some hours, they finally stepped foot into the Crescent pack. Uncle Bob and Mr Samuel's teeth clenched. The smell of wolves only reminded them of the death of Eleanor's mother. The only thing that crossed their mind was to end them all at once. "Let's go." Detective Rob told them after they looked around a bit. The smell of wolves drifted into their nostrils. What annoyed uncle Bob the most was how they lived their lives as if they deserved to live when they were only monsters that deserved to be wiped out from the face of the Earth.