“Hello, little wolves.” She called out to us. “We knew you were coming. If you think you entered our territory without us being aware of it, you are sorely wrong. Your little seer here did not know what she was getting in to.” I looked over at John. His eyes were wide and calculating. “I would come out if I were you. If we have to come get you, it will not be pretty.”
John reached out and pushed me behind him. He stepped out in to clear view of the witches. “We are here.” He called out, holding his hands up in the air.
“Good little wolf. Now step forward. Remember any move you make against us will lead to the death of your little friend here.”
John slowly walked forward with me being him. As we stepped in to the circle of houses, I almost gagged. The scent of blood slammed in to me, lea
