FAYE'S POV
After all, it had to be admitted that he was the most powerful Alpha in the werewolf world. Only he could think of a way to fight against vampires and make vampires like Norman pay the price.
If he couldn't do it, by that time, I would return and kill him with my own hands!
I stopped looking at him and turned my head towards The New Arctic Pack. Norman and her men followed me, with the muzzled Sonja, making no sound.
On the way back, I quickened my pace.
Perhaps in Norman's opinion, I just couldn't bear to part with The New Arctic Pack and wanted to see it urgently for the last time.
Indeed, I urgently wanted to get there and say goodbye to my beloved homeland. After all, leaving Norman and choosing to go to the Moon Church had an unpredictable future. It was unknown when I could come back here again.
But besides that, I also wanted to figure out one thing: why was I a vampire saint? Perhaps The New Arctic Pack, the place where I grew up, hid the leads I wanted.