They moved silently through the night…
The forest at this time of the night was dead silent, almost suffocating.
Damein and his crew had one mission now set in stone… Free the hostages and kill as many of the warriors as you can see.
But once the alarm had been rung..RETREAT.
…now at the very edge of Death Valley territory, Damien stood there with his gaze fixed ahead.
The images refused to leave his head even now…
Seeing his birth pack..his home in such a state.
Nightwing Pack the most fearsome pack for decades now… reduced to that.
Damien’s jaw tightened.
Someone had to pay for that… and in due time, someone will.
“Boys.. this is it..” Damein said, his tone not too loud but firm enough.
They nodded quickly gathering around a small circle.
“Remember… we go in silently,” he con
