Chapter Two Hundred-Forty-Eight – Their Pride.
Bebe's palms became sweaty as she stood at the border of Rolling Stones' pack. The presence of the Black Claws Warriors had already alerted the people of the pack.
She could see the women clinging to their pups, while glaring at her. They were skinny and had scanty heads, the pups looked malnourished and weak.
Bebe turned back and saw that the Alpha, Prince Sorren and the warriors were out of sight.
She had pleaded for that, so that the people could listen to her without intense pressure. A stone got thrown at her.
She turned to the young girl.
"What are you doing in the pack, now, Bebe?!"
A sense of relief washed over Bebe. They recognized her so she didn't need to start with an introduction.
The girl looked her over in irritation and slight jealousy. "You are living well now so returned to rub it on our face!"
