Chapter 145

CALIFF

Those motherfuckers. They made fun of me, laughing their asses off as one of the humans dumped fuel into the wood piles. The strong, pungent smell hit my nostrils, putting my wolf on edge.

I could easily break the collar and chains, but not until the reinforcements arrived. I didn’t want to get shot with silver bullets or burn that would satisfy these bunch of assholes. But when I got the chance, I would be the first to rip their hearts out of their chests.

“What are you looking at, dog?” The arrogant son of a bitch glared. He didn’t know what danger he was in, and they were about to get slaughtered.

I didn’t realize I was glaring at him. My knuckles turned white, and my jaw locked tight until he nudged me with the muzzle of his hunting gun.

“You should go home, kid.” These humans were young in their twenties. They should be working for their future, trying their luck in investments, getting laid, and enjoying parties, not hunting us with guns wi