Chapter 32

Pacing to and from the white thick snow. I look in front as my warriors gathered in a semi-circle awaiting my orders. They were in their wolf forms. They were ever vigilant in case of possible attacks.

I look a far distance behind them to see one of them pop up from the trees running right to me as he reported that all was set.

"Ok move out!" I commanded watching them scatter about heading in different directions. I took on my paws as I advanced towards their icy mansions. They were covered in thick layers of white snow. Nothing could be differentiated by appearance whether old or new it looked the same white. We couldn't figure out if the trees were alive or dead. If where we were walking on was the main track or not. All we could see was a blanket of white snow.

Thanks to our werewolf genes that enhanced our senses, we could smell the scent of the living and know what was what. Sniffing their hideouts and taking every plausible precaution for when we fail. After all, I wasn't alway