She watched them as they whispered into each other's ears. With such a Golden opportunity presented before them in a platter of gold, the men couldn't be more happy and their conversations showed.
"Miss Jocelyn, you are the one we had a conversation with before this stranger that claims to be your best friend butts in. Since you aren't refuting her statement, you can't come crying to us when we win her, OK?" The elderly man said pretending to be considerate when the truth was that he couldn't wait for the contest to take place.
"If I were you, I would be worrying about myself instead of wasting time showing fake concerns," Joanna retorted.
"We will meet up at the Pack's square in an hour. If you fail to show up or try anything stupid, we won't be merciful then," A guy from the crowd threatened.
Because Joanna gave them the answer they wanted, getting the men out of the pack's house wasn't difficult.
In less than five minutes the crowd had dispersed.
