Chapter Ninety-two (Saraya's POV) Present Time

Appearing in the barn, we found ourselves sardined with the captives. I almost gagged at the stench of unwashed bodies. Evanore coughed and gave me a glance, and as if we had both planned it, immediately created several portals to the woods where the wagons were waiting for us.

Everyone rushed through, leaving Dane and Anastasio Martas with Evanore and me. We waited until the last person crossed over before we did as well. Dane immediately went to stand at the edge of the woods. I’m guessing to see if the greenish smoke would carry to our end. He then sniffed and made a low growl. “We need to get out of here,” he said.

“And go where?” I asked.

He seemed to ponder the question for a bit and then said, “The infirmary close to the wild region would be a good start. Perhaps having Lycan inhabitants there would make the wild rogues stay away. We have enough room to pitch tents and the building there would serve as a common room. There are bathrooms and a store where we can keep supplie