Chapter 9. Shinro the Slayer

Diana listened as the pack house’s backyard was full of all the werewolves living in the pack house—mostly unmated ones—and those who finally earned themselves a cabin after meeting their mates or having a family of their own.

With her head against the wall and her eyes closed, she listened to the laughter of the children as they waited for the grilled meats prepared by their parents.

The cute giggling of the children and the cooing sounds of the infants, Diana relished the sound. With her other hand on her stomach, the corners of her lips tugged as tears continued to stream down her face.

After spending her second day in the Blood Claws Pack, Diana realized how close-knitted the werewolves in the supposed ruthless pack were. Every night, as long as the moon shone over them, they would gather in the pack house’s backyard and eat together like a big family.

‘In a world where everyone forgot about your existence, I will never forget you, my sweet child. I may not have