Klara's POV
A weird maid has been hovering over the door for nearly five minutes.
I was in no mood to eat dinner so rejected her thrice, she seemed uncomfortable and scared, but… bitch I don't give a fuck.
I sucked in a cold breath, Jake hasn't come back since he left. Well, I don't care much, I want to go back to my pack.
'Fuck, I can't sleep if I am uncomfortable anywhere.' There's just this heavy feeling that I'm not safe.
It's getting darker and darker and I watched the moon become more visible and visible.
I noticed that the moon is slightly reddish. I kept pacing back and forth and felt so uncomfortable.
Suddenly, I heard hurried footsteps, and I walked to the door, pinning my ears close to it, to listen to what they were talking about.
"The alpha already killed eleven members from the rogue. Gosh, he is so cold blooded!" The lady gasped and shivered.