Chapter 368

“Are they Juan’s men?” I blurt out into the chaos of noise they’re making. Grunts, growls, and excessive heavy breathing as they are held down, and I can see how thin and unkempt they are in wolf form. They don’t look like they have eaten in weeks. Shabby and pitiful, and when they are finally held taught, my wall of wolves moves aside so I can get a better look. I dust myself down as our prisoners turn into humans, and I can see exactly who they are. They are the offspring of loyal followers of Juan. His close command's sons, yet all three look broken, exhausted, and not exactly cared for. Filthy in naked skin and have sunken eyes and weary faces that have seen better days. My Guard all turn to human form too, and Radar pulls the closest one to him with force, holding him in a grip with arms folded across his back as he bears down on his spine with a knee. Holding him still with that grim expression of a pissed wolf all over his face. “Who are you to attack our Luna? Do you want to