Chapter 172

Third Person's POV

Brody already found it humiliating enough to run around the camp asking who had spare "female supplies" or to be caught tugging at the same packet as a she-wolf. Brody felt the shame burn through his pelt; all he wanted was to flee. He had no patience left to notice another's need-not when his pride was on the line.

"Endure it. It'll pass," he muttered, shoving Xanthe aside with