Chapter11:

"It's very kind of you to join us," Sandro greeted, settling into a chair. His gaze shifted from Francis to Blaze, who stood near the door. "I'm only a few seconds late," Blaze replied with a grunt. "May I ask about what delayed you?" Sandro tilted his head. Blaze offered a half-shrug. "You wouldn't want to know. It's irrelevant." His gaze remained fixed on Sandro as he scrutinized him. Confessing that he had been with Arabella was out of the question. Unless he was seeking a death wish. After his encounter with Arabella at the hospital earlier, Sandro had warned him against being in her presence. Furthermore, he had accused Blaze of encouraging her defiance, despite the fact that it was the opposite. Blaze sighed, allowing his gaze to wander away. Sandro had a talent for detecting lies when he stared at someone for too long. He wasn't just their leader; their gang wasn't an ordinary one, as most people believed. They were a werewolf pack. In the human world, the existence of such crea