CHAPTER 60

The combined werewolf and human hunting party spent the next few days trekking through the Oclan countryside, trying to stick mainly to the roads and paths already existing so the humans wouldn’t fall behind as much. It was a constant and overwhelming irritation to Russel which was only made worse any time they had to stop because of them. They always needed to rest, or to drink water, or eat. If the humans weren’t slowing them down, they would have been at the Harvenk border in three, maybe four days. The fact that Hank was forcing them to take his envoy along would make the trek eat up almost the entire time limit that was given. He had to remind himself, over and over again, not to kill the prick. Killing Hank would be extremely bad. It would most likely lead to war. They couldn't afford to get into a war with a country that had advanced weaponry. Thousands of his people could die. Those were the reasons he kept telling himself over and over again but each day Hank or another human