Chapter 135. Prisoner

“What about his dead? Are we left to clean that crap up too?” Cesar snarls at Varro and joins Colton in that fierce wolf glare he has going on. My heart sinks at the sight of it, knowing it was too good to be true to have Cesar seemingly fine with our guest. I know the entire pack will be worse than this in the new light of day.

“If you want me to have mine drag away the remains, then so be it. It makes no difference to me. They can work to clean up if that’s what you want, Alora.” Varro shrugs as if I am merely asking him to pick up his used dinnerware after a meal.

“You’re kidding, right? They will turn to ash by sunup and no longer dirty our valley. Make the living ones leave and give my pack some piece of mind. The last thing we need is your vermin crawling all over our fallen brothers and sisters.” Colton snorts, his eyes staying amber as the thought of how many we lost lingers in his heart. His whole aura changed to that of regret and heartbreak.

“Cole, Radar