Ditched Cheating Alpha, I Led My Daughter to Life's Peak novel Chapter 332

"Okay. The luna's going to speak," he announces.

I clear my throat. I'm not ready. Er... "When I first came here..." Okay that has to be the most cliché opening ever. "I didn't even know that werewolves existed, let alone that Silvermoon and Bloodmoon and all the other packs were even a thing. Now, just a couple months later..."

I literally see a woman roll her eyes in the front.

I ignore her. "I still feel lost."

"Where's she going with this?" A teenage boy whispers in the front.

Carson glares at him. He shuts up quickly, but he's right. What is my point?

I rub my hands against my pants again and again. "I..." My eyes land on Bri and Krys who look worried. It hits me. "I thought Bri and Krys were mean girls trying to bully me the second I walked into town."

Bri cocks her head back.

I don't stop there. "One of my closest friends at the moment tried to steal my man and ruin my reputation."

Suzie nearly chokes, but she quickly recovers to glare daggers in my direction. She waves her hand in front of her neck, signaling for me to kill the conversation.

"And." I take a deep breath. "Mr. Reynolds, a member of this pack, helped the Bloodmoon try to kidnap me, told me that the pack would be better off if I was dead, and..." I try not to think about the fact that he's gone. "He actually ended up saving my life."

There's a clear shift between where we live and where they do. That is, initially.

Once we get past the wasteland-like dry soil and through the shanty towns of refugees, there's a town that stretches as far as the eyes can see. It's only visible to me through the cracks in between the barrier of guards blocking entry to it, but I can see children playing in the streets, women balancing baskets on their heads, men working on roofs and streets, and werewolves in wolf form everywhere. Some even have the distinct gray coat that marks people like me.

That's all I see before they shove a fabric over my eyes that stinks.

It burns with the all too familiar floral miasma of wolfsbane. I hear Ethel curse under his breath right before I do.

Ethel's POV