CHAPTER 21: A WARNING FROM THE HUT

Drakon was informed that she was unavailable the last time he came to see the seer. Standing a few feet away from her doorstep, he realized why he had never liked sages. The ungodly odor oozing from the room, the squeaking noise, and the non-stop chants were enough to put him off. "She's around." Liam, one of Drakon's trusted soldiers who'd accompanied him, noted his nose twitched slightly from the offensive odor his nose had caught and refused to let go. "Yeah." Drakon nodded and stepped forward. "I still don't understand why seers live in the hut, though." Liam stood behind his Alpha; his hands fiddled with his nose. "I heard It's meant to connect them with our ancestors." Drakon shrugged as she reached the sage's door. "Our ancestors did not live in glass houses, did they? He turned and smiled at Liam. "Wait here, Beta." He ordered Liam as he strolled into the hut. His head Bowed slightly to avoid a collision. The room was dimly lit, and It had a triangular shape. "The sun, t