“Why are the rogues trying to destroy our kind?” Dagger asked, just inches from Isaac’s face.
“Not our kind, just one in particular. But we don’t know exactly who that is,” Isaac said, almost cockily.
“Who, then? Why wipe out entire packs looking for it?” Isaiah asked, touching his fingers to the bridge of his nose. They had been questioning him for hours, going around in circles it seemed.
“Because there isn’t exactly a guidebook on who would receive the reincarnated wolf, now is there?” Isaac said. He cussed himself when he realized what he had said.
“The reincarnated wolf? You guys are wiping out entire packs on the whims of a myth!” Bregan yelled. Dagger held him back from hitting Isaac again.
“It’s not just a myth. The signs have shown themselves since last month. Think abou
