I didn't need a retinue of men to follow me around when I was inside the pack. I had never done it before and I refused to do it now. But Bastian had gone ballistic when I told him I wanted to go into the pack on my own. Apparently, we still had no new leads regarding the sighting of the werewolf hunters earlier this week.
There were no traces of them around the area, which left a bitter taste in Bastian's mouth.
Thus, three men of the guard quadrant were sent with me to complete this particular task.
The house we stopped in front of was modest. A bit sparse, but nothing lacked that was essential. The garden was neat and tidy. Several bird feeders dotted the low-hanging branches of the trees. Flowers bloomed in maintained pots. All around, a normal home. The only twist was, the peopl
