Chapter Eleven — Inside A Cage
Astrid’s POV
I didn’t have to kill the Lycan. That was a silver lining in this situation.
A warrior-ranked Lycan could outperform a warrior-ranked werewolf due to their superior biology and inherent strength.
My eyes swept through the trees and shrubs around the lake. The moon brightened my path toward the tent that stood alone.
A lone Lycan warrior. I couldn't understand why they had to kidnap a rogue hunter to return to their Sir Martiel? Did Sir Martiel have a thing for rogue werewolves he could manipulate?
My foot crushed on a twig, and I froze. I waited for the person in the tent to react. They seemed to be preparing for an evening soak.
I returned to the tree marked as my rendezvous point. A large shadow appeared on the ground as they left the
