Chapter 347: Medium

Tracy knew that there was no point in losing her temper with the brainless lycan. She was the one at fault for trusting in his authority and capability to follow simple instructions. Of course, it couldn’t be blamed on him alone, but who would have expected that the lycan heir would make a mistake such as following the directions given to him by an old app?

Even when it was not his fault, Tracy wanted to kick him in the face.

She walked through the gates of the prison. Usually, she would never intervene with the shifters and their course of actions, but curse her for owing it to Inez’s father. She owed this much to that motherfucker, even if he was one tricky thing to deal with. The doors banged against the wall, making the two security guards behind the reception of the prison jump to their feet. They eyed her carefully, but Tracy didn’t even bat an eye in their direction.

She should have done a better job. Maybe left a bunch of aegis around her, ones that would have gone awry the second someone approached Inez with a bad intention. They were complicated to make, but they had simpler tasks. A single mistake, and whoever approached Inez with harmful intent would explode in countless pieces of flesh, blood and bones. Aegis were the magical equivalent of human landmines. One wrong step and then—boom!

They were not very subtle, but who the heck likes subtle?

this?" The man at the reception slowly got to his feet. He was eyeing her warily as if he knew something was about to go down, and he was correct about that. Something was about to go

she allowed his daughter to be trapped in the prison, that man would lose his shit. He had some

or something? Where are the two of

didn’t get paid enough for this shit. Their hands shifted towards their batons, and they squared their shoulders. The whole time they continued to look at her, but at the same time they pretended that they were not looking at her. There was this —we are not looking at you, even if we are holding the electric batons in our hands—thing going on, but Tracy didn’t have the time to waste with these shifters. She was just that worried about

there was no point in questioning the receptionist of the prison, she spun on her heels and then headed right towards the dungeons. A quick glance at the security guards who were now simply dumbstruck by her actions. Most probably, they couldn’t believe their eyes that there was someone as bold as Tracy,

with the two men. They slowly walked toward her, their cheap cologne wafting off to her along with the scent of their chipped egos. Ohohoho, someone

Ma’am," said Mr Muscles. "I need you to

a fan of holding or creating appointments. Especially when she knew that they meant nothing in the shifter world. They were forgetful creatures who would send her away again and again until she lost her patience. Had

be blocked by the other guard. Mister Lean glared at


backwards. Hitting the wall behind them, and slowly crumpled down on the floor. They tried to get back up, but they were pinned to the floor. The man working as

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