The place was clean, and its single occupant was busy doing one-hand push-ups. His shirt soaked in his sweat as he counted. "Hundred fifty-eight, hundred fifty-nine, hundred sixty." He clapped before using the other hand to do the rest of the counting.
Rooka wasn't sure why he felt restless, but his usual routine was not helping. Ever since he felt the resonance two hours ago, he felt a need to go somewhere, and his wolf had been howling inside his head ever since.
As the Alpha and leader of the Middle East and African Were Nation, he knows the meaning behind the resonance. A shift of power and death. He does not know which place, but judging from its power, he guessed it was just nearby.
Footsteps can be heard approaching his location. After a few seconds, his beta's scent nea
