He went to a seat and started tapping some keys.

“Zoran brought her here and some others. He always brings the slaves here alongside the other male wolves. Everywhere has been in chaos ever since she ran, but there is no way but here except the same way you come in,” he rambled on, and finally, a playback of Lyra came into view.

“Who is that?” I pointed at the screen. My eyes were icy cold as I watched the male wolf rip her clothes off her body.

“That’s Zoran, He stuttered.

With a ...