Chapter 113 ~ Orgy Invitation!

{Isla’s POV}

Decayed-Mouth led us through the checkpoint. The Lycan stationed there was scowling like it was the only expression his face could create, but Decayed-Mouth had kept to his words.

He had called us his people and had even told the Lycan guy and other Rogues about how he had found a new love.

Me.

I couldn’t find a gun, that's why I’m still alive to live through this.

We were inside the Hold now and were strolling to the supreme Lycan commander’s shelter.

That’s a long name. I don’t like long names. Let’s abbreviate it and call him the SLC-- for Supreme Lycan Commander.

So, we were headed towards the SLC’s Shelter. The regular Lycans and Rogues stayed in normal tents while esteemed personnel stayed in shelters which were the bigger and more advanced form of tents.

Turns out Decayed-Mouth here was an esteemed personnel in the Lycan Hold as he was camping in a shelter and not a tent. From what I had learned, he was one of the Generals of the Rogue division of the Oust Resista