[Ellie's P.O.V]
As the resident of my own pack, I couldn't possibly wish for them to live poorly. Unconsciously, I had already started to consider myself a part of the Dark Night Pack, whether because of Anton, or because of everything Aidi had left behind for me.
"Chip production requires specialized technology. Before those people can control all the mutated werewolves, we can find them and rescue the ones who haven't had chips implanted yet," Anton said while driving, casting a glance at me.
This kind of chip technology was undoubtedly rare and likely costly. They couldn't produce it in large quantities. Even so, some people would still have to wait. If they couldn't be reached in time, there would still be sacrifices.
Speaking of which, we arrived at our destination.
When we entered the room, the werewolf was busy tidying up his clothes, a look of disdain on his furrowed brow.
