On The Hunt ( Part Two)

Guadalajara, Mexico

The scouring heat of the sun sank on their skin, they ignore it, it did nothing to break them from their attack formation.

They had surrounded the village, scanning for any movements. Knew the warlocks were somewhere, their scent thick in the air.

His beta beside him stiffened, the ground began to shake beneath their feet, a fast-paced whirlwind of air and dust began to form, billowing their clothes. The wolves began to crouch one by one, growling and snarling, causing thick tension.

Fucking show-off warlocks! Always fond of grand entrances.

Moments later, a band of evil-looking men appeared in front of them. Filthy and unkempt.

"¿Por qué estás aquí rey lycan?" He pinned his black gaze to the man who spoke to him. Obviously, the leader. All in black robes with gaunt features. (What are you doing here, Lyc