Past Is Haunting You

"I'll go ahead."

"Sure." He casually turns his back and enters the cabin.

I move smoothly and quietly; it's almost dark, the night is young, and I'll move fast to search for Roe.

I follow the scent from the Tavern down into the high mountain.

The trail is steep; it took me an hour to reach the tip of the mountain. The snow makes it hard for me to walk; I can't shapeshift until the sun is down. It is much safer than the way. No human to spot a wolf in their territory.

A can smell fresh charcoal smoke beneath the high trees and rich bushes. It's a hidden house; a steel fence is protecting the vicinity of the place.

The scent of the evil werewolf marked by the evil God is so strong I'm pretty sure it is in here.

All of the windows are sealed except in the end zone.

"You resemble your mother so much, Ria; she shouldn't be dead if she agrees to mate with me."

My spirit almost left my body together with my soul when I heard that familiar voice and face.

Rognam, the powerful ancient werewolf