Chapter 80. It’s Done!

Mike POV

"Flint?" I questioned nervously while trying to roll my shoulder; the discomfort it radiating to my chest ached like a mother fucker. The bleeding had slowed now I was applying pressure, but fuck me, the pain was insane.

"I thought the whole point of that fucking shit was to mute everyone's wolf, not knock them out entirely." I snapped to the man brooding to my right. His eyes locked on the ballroom doors as we stood against a wall under the stairs, allowing the darkness to hide us from the disarray erupting around the packhouse.

"Your wolf is still there. You are fine! Stop whining!" Anthony snapped, his eyes unmoving from the door.

"How the fuck would you know? You haven't even looked", I ground out moodily.

"Aw, sorry, Princess, do you want me to kiss your boo-boo better? Or make sure no one is coming out of those doors looking for us!" He hissed low, my cheeks burning with anger and a little shame.

"Be real; this wasn't our fault; it'