*Declan’s POV*
Before dawn the next morning, we were already on a boat, crossing the river. Last night had been unusually peaceful and I think the potion worked. My dad woke up at some point and asked that I take a little rest but I couldn’t sleep. My mind was still jammed up with different thoughts and I couldn’t wait to see how the day would play. Going by the map, we should arrive at the cave in a matter of hours.
It took us less than an hour to cross the river and then we were left to do the rest of the journey via foot, climbing hills and enduring the harshness on the sun. I wondered how my grandfather discovered this place. This was indeed the last place any normal werewolf would survive so it would be the last place anyone searching for him would look.
Despite the sun, the whole
