Chapter 117

Third Person's POV

The very same proclamation Vespera once flaunted over her.

Returned now, word for word.

A sharp, guttural howl ripped out of Vespera's chest.

The entire parking ground froze.

Reporters halted mid-step, startled.

A few wolves exchanged uneasy looks.

Spirits... has she gone feral?

During the stunned pause, Beatrice-leg wrapped but moving swiftly-raised her phone and began snapping