Chapter 83

Cocci watched as Crinka obediently followed the concubines to their designated place. He couldn't help but shake his head, fully aware of the impending danger lurking beneath the surface. The previous night, he had overheard their malicious plans, and he knew the unsuspecting she-wolf was walking into a perilous situation. Despite his knowledge, Cocci had no intention of intervening or allowing anyone else to save her. Instead, he had taken measures to keep his brothers occupied with drinks and women, ensuring they remained oblivious to the unfolding drama. After all, she had doused his eyes with pepper once, and he wasn't about to forget that.

Turning on his heel, Cocci made his way toward the grand hall where the party was in full swing. Unbeknownst to him, Sia hadn't been in the hall but with Pharix. He had wanted to spend some quality time with her before joining the revelry, but an unsettling feeling gnawed at his gut. Crinka wasn't okay, and he couldn't ignore that. So,