Chapter 92. Motivation

I couldn’t count how many of them rained silver bullets on us from the mezzanine floor of the facility. The sound of the ricocheting bullets was terrifying to the bones. What made it worse was my fear for Gretta and Otis because Otis was already losing so much blood, and Gretta was in the middle of panicking.

What are we going to do!? Are we all going to die here!? I thought as tears rolled down my face, remembering Catherine’s smile and Caden’s soft laughter whenever I did something silly.

Then, from somewhere outside the building, a loud cry of a werewolf echoed all over the place, and I realized it was Caden’s call for his pack to regroup. A new hope made me smile, but then I realized...

Caden didn’t know there were men inside this building who were armed with guns! It would be a massacre once his unit entered the building!

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