Chapter 48. Woman

POV: Denvereaux Thorne

“Here you are, I am about to ask someone to call you,” Levi said as Tristan walked towards them.

“I have some news that might help us cure your beast,” Tristan directly stated as he plopped down the single couch.

“What do you mean?” Denver curiously inquired.

“I heard from an elder in the South Side. He is talking about Mt. Helam,” Tristan seriously replied.

“I’ll go.” He coldly declared.

Denver knew that he had to go, at least. He wanted to find more ways, especially that Shea was frequently fainting.

However, he still needed to go back to the Formidable Pack in the South Side to talk to Slate about it.

“Are you going, then?” Slate seriously inquired.

“I will this morning. If I can find more ways to stop this, I will.” He replied as he looked straightly at him.

Slate simply nodded his head.

“You don’t have to do it.” Denver stopped putting some clothes and things on his bag pack as he heard She