CHAPTER 89 - New Wolves

Ryan I stood at the edge of the Night Moon territory, the dense forest and its promise of a good run, beckoning me. It was a great day. Not only did I get what I feel would be additional loyal pack members, my backpack was heavy with the weight of the three large adumbra stones. More than enough for Wista to enchant. I was about to shift when suddenly, a group of wolves emerged from the shadows. I immediately assumed a defensive stance, my muscles tensing as I prepared for a confrontation. The leader of the group, a tall, burly man with a scar across his left eye, stepped forward. His scarred face held a cunning intelligence that I couldn't ignore. "Are you the one they call Alpha Thornton?" he asked, his voice gruff but tinged with a hint of respect. I narrowed my eyes, assessing the situation. "Who wants to know?" I replied with more than a little smart-ass in my tone. What I assumed to be the leader held up his hands in a gesture of peace. "We mean you no harm. I am Darian