Lisa just left the bathroom and her eyes turned towards Ryker who was standing near the window glaring outside. He seemed focused. There wasn't anything new about the scene in front of him, just his werewolves busy with their work and duties.
He was trying to make provisions for more shelters for the new werewolves to get accommodated. They were also recruiting new warriors to enlarge their pack. War would come anytime soon.
The enemies do not propose before they attack and Ryker was bound to prepare. He sniffed briefly, the air that smelled of wood mixed with nature. The pack house was built on a far hill inside the city.
His father loved the land and fought hard to attain it. Ryker remembered everything from childhood how much his father sacrificed to get this land their pack was bui
