Chapter 80 It's Done!

• Mike POV
• "Flint?" I questioned nervously while trying to roll my shoulder; the discomfort it radiating to my chest ached like a mother fucker. The bleeding had slowed now I was applying pressure, but fuck me, the pain was insane.
• "I thought the whole point of that fucking shit was to mute everyone's wolf, not knock them out entirely." I snapped to the man brooding to my right. His eyes locked on the ballroom doors as we stood against a wall under the stairs, allowing the darkness to hide us from the disarray erupting around the packhouse.