The Deathshade Pack, was the most feared pack in the entire werewolf kingdom. Every single person feared the pack. Even Lucas.
I heard stories about it as a kid, my father and stepmother used to tell lots of stories about how ruthless the pack was. There was also that one time that something happened in the Albertos and one of the guards mentioned something about The Deathshade Pack and the look on Lucas' face was clear as day. He was terrified of them.
And now, I sat here, comfortably, about to get fed.
I gulped in fear. What if it had poison in it? No, that did not make any sense. They can't save me just to kill me again. Maybe I was about to be a slave. Or maybe she was feeding me to be good meat for their rabid animals.
My body trembled and I swallowed again.
"Dea- Deathshade Pack?" I asked, hoping my ears heard wrong. My fear was audible so I wasn't surprised when she raised a brow.
Then, a look of realization crossed her features.
