Before she knew it, a heavy blow landed on the back of her head, knocking her unconscious to the ground like a dead chicken.

"This is a godsend; let's immediately inform the boss to see what she wants to do with this human," said the bartender, who had been behind Rose and whom she hadn't seen.

He now watched her lying unconscious on the floor and toyed with a thick wooden stick in his hands.

"I heard she's the Alphas' mate," the woman replied. "Imagine that, a disgusting human-like Luna, that would be the last disaster that could happen to this pack."

She added with disdain, grabbing a rope to tie up Rose.

"Marlon, here's a note for the boss. Take it well hidden and discreet, as they're surely watching the inn," the man said, walking over to the bar and calling one of those drinking and chatting in a corner.

The seemingly drunken eyes became sharp and sober. He took the note and discreetly tucked it deep into his clothes.

"I'll buy a drink for anyone who can beat me in a fight, you