Chapter Fifty-eight

Both Erin and Timah barely slept a wink all night as they schemed and plotted together, trying to come up with the best escape plan. When morning came, they were the first to get up and go outside to see what was happening.

The handful of werewolves on Nikjin’s side was in high spirits because they thought that they were about to become the elite warriors once their master became the Alpha King. The humans among them scurried about getting ready to start making preparations for the victory feast, as Nikjin had called it.

“Nothing significant will happen until in the night when the moon rises,” said Timah.

“I know, but let us still keep our eyes open,” replied Erin. “Go back into the hut. I shall go to the bleeding hut to fetch Rowana. We cannot leave her behind.”

Timah obeyed Erin immediately and returned to their hut. As Erin strode toward the bleeding hut, Zokman showed up in front of her looking smug.

“You made it to the final day, I see,” he said. “You are one resilient female and