Chapter 224

Author's POV...

The howls could be heard from a distance, the small cries of the night owls and the croaks of the fat frogs that inhabited the swamp at the borders of the territory all mixed to give a slight eerie melody, the kind that made one want to listen and be put to sleep or flee far away from its strangeness.

The bushes rustled gently as the night breeze whirled through them, making smaller insects fly away and find shelter in the quieter parts of the vast forest that overlooked the pack house. The trees towered threateningly, their branches crisscrossing beautifully and tangling at the stems, their roots thick enough to provide holes for squirrels and other rodents.

Men still strolled around the perimeter, barely exchanging glances and nods. Each with weapons not quite concealed, large bright torches and clad in black t-shirts and heavy leather boots that made them blend into the night so much that it required the trained eyes of one to see the ot