CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND ONE THE DEATH OF THE LYCANS

Daphne’s POV I returned to the party, my heart pounding in my chest. I plastered a smile on my face, hoping it looked convincing enough. The Lycans were still reveling, unaware of the impending doom. My pack was already moving, silently and swiftly taking down the sleeping Lycans with their claws. RTT I found the General, who was still in high spirits. He grabbed my hand and pulled me onto the dance floor. “Dance with me, beautiful,” he said, his voice slurred. I forced a laugh. “Of course,” I replied, trying to hide the disgust in my voice. I moved with him, feeling his hands grip me tightly. His eyes roved over me with an unsettling intensity, but I kept my smile fixed. “You’re so lovely,” he muttered, leaning closer. “I’m glad you decided to join me.” I nodded, feeling bile rise in my throat. “Me too,” I lied. In my mind, I kept praying he would fall soon. Every moment felt like an eternity. Around us, the Lycans were dropping one by one. The General, too engrossed in his o