Chapter Hundred-Sixty-Nine – Sorry
What goes on through his head? Asher sighed.
Delta Zara had asked him that when he celebrated his latest completed drug to her.
She's just a killjoy. That drug had the capacity to render even the most powerful werewolves stupid and vulnerable.
Infact, the more powerful a wolf was, the greater disadvantage they had in the face of his drug.
They'd cause more damage, and will have so many openings that an arrow can kill them, even a blunt spear.
Also, they'd be more inclined to attack then defend, giving them even more vulnerabilities.
But he didn't expect Zara, a goody two shoes daddy's girl, to understand that, why did he even try?
He patted Slime, on his laps. His head was still buried under his blanket as he shivered due to the cold.
Asher carefully dropped his head on the bed and went to take a shower.
