Chapter 49: The Blackwood Pack

DARIAN'S POV

We finally arrived at the place where Japhet intended for the nomad pack to settle.

However, it was a place I knew. And it didn't take long before I recognized the landscape. The big Oak trees, the raffia palms where mynahs made their nests using the tree leaves. It was definitely where I thought it was.

There were meant to be two werewolf packs living nearby. I had been to that place once with my father when I was younger.

I walked up to Japhet where he was instructing some warriors on where to set up our tents for tonight.

I waited for him to end his discussion with them. The moment he turned, he met standing and waiting for him.

"Darian," he said my name.

"Do you really own this place?" I asked him straight out.

"I never said I did," he answered with a twisted look on his face. "Why?"

"I think I've been here before," I told him, walking up to him and then pointing at one of the Oak trees, "I remember the whole landscape."

"Well, I've been here before as well, and that'