The forest was eerily still and quiet.
There was no bird calling in the trees.
Even the rain seemed to soften as Kael led six of his most trusted warriors past the northern border of the estate. Lord Vale protested but Seraphina walked along with him. "You'll stay inside the manor," Kael had warned. "I'd rather know what we're up against than wait around blind if the thing crossed our border," she said.
He had not fought again.
Now all the senses of the warriors were stretched to the limit.
The patrol pulled up beside a patch of churned earth. ""There," whispered the captain.
Kael dropped down.
Deep wolf prints in the mud, each one bigger than an Alpha’s.
A few paces further on...
The tracks were not the same.
The pawprints stopped.
Human footprints went on.
Barefoot.
Big stri
