#Chapter 305 Waiting for Return

Judy’s POV I stared down at Spencer’s dead body. Gavin had left an hour ago, and a few minutes ago, the feeling in my body started to return. I was now fully sitting up, and my eyes immediately found Spencer lying on the ground in a pool of his own blood. So, that’s what Gavin meant when he said Spencer had been taken care of. He killed him; despite everything, I couldn’t help but feel a bit sad over Spencer’s death. He was still my friend even if he did something terrible… I never really got a chance to find out the truth from him… I never got to question him and get the answers I so desperately needed. But most importantly, I never got to say goodbye. “How many died?” I finally asked after what felt like an eternity of silence. Greggor was sitting in a chair on the other side of the room, scrolling through his phone absentmindedly. “Most of the pack,” he said. “When I left, there were about 17 or so survivors, but a few of them were in critical condition. The pa