CHAPTER 57
Ezekiel raised his head from deep thought. Looking at the two people he trusted the most. They were discussing the possibilities and ways the hunters were able to do what they do now.
"Alpha, I hate to say this, but what if there's a traitor among our people?" Gandolf voiced out what was on his mind. Argon nodded, and both were waiting for his reaction. He loathed that possibility.
'Don't trust anyone.' Her voice, which was laced with contempt, kept playing on repeat. Was that a warning? Did she know that there was a traitor in my people? She sounded absolutely sure or convincing enough.
"I hope not." He mumbled. His mind went numb to such a possibility. Shaking his head, he went to the sofa and plopped himself down. He placed the case close beside him.
"What would you do to that?" Argon sauntered in his direction.
