Chapter 263

Third Person's POV

"Balthazar!!!"

Before he could even open his eyes, Vespera's claws were at work. Her teeth bared, eyes flashing with predatory anger as she grabbed the document pouch in front of him and shredded it into useless scraps.

"Damn it, Vespera! What are you doing?!" Balthazar wiped the crimson-stained liquid off his face-part wine, part wolf-blood residue from excitement-and clutched