Melina looked out of the window of the cabin she was in, the smell of wood predominated. She was impressed by the place she found herself in.
The camp was situated in a secluded clearing, surrounded by tall oak and pine trees that swayed gently in the night winds. The atmosphere was enveloped in a magical aura, as if nature itself recognized the presence of these supernatural beings.
Huts were strategically scattered around the clearing, each one carefully built to house the pack. A considerable population lived there, people who were not in favor of human life and surrendered to nature body and soul. It was safe there. Comfortable.
Joice left the clothes she had picked up in the guest room.
On the way to the camp, she sent a message to the only person she could trust to help her in t
