Chapter 85

　　Dylan 　　“Dylan! I need you here. There's a commotion out here on the street. I can't handle it alone.” Bert sounded anxious. 　　“Where is Chelsea?” My forehead knotted as the screams of angry shifters reached me via mind link. 　　“I don't know. I can't find her.” 　　“Try to calm them down. I'll be there right away.” 　　Rants and shouts reached my ears before I even stepped foot on the territory of Lord Hills. 　　“We're starving, waiting for your aid while here you do nothing but flaunt your wealth in your fancy suits and dresses!” Confronting the armed guards, a female shifter carrying a two-year-old baby in her arms shouted. 　　"Quiet! Every..." A mud landed on my chest before I barely caught my breath arriving at the scene. 　　"Dylan!" I heard Chelsea's voice and looked around for her, only to spot her hiding in a safe corner. 　　“Take that man and kill him!” She then turned to shout at the guards before I even figured out where the mud came from. 　　“What the fuck are you all waiting