Chapter 219

• He’s Alpha of the Santo pack. A once feared and unrivaled pack that began crumbling under Juan’s reign but has hope in a new leader. I get goosebumps staring at the king who will make our people great again and know when he’s in control, there will be no stopping our people from taking back what’s rightfully ours. Losing him made me realize how capable and invincible he can be, and I won’t let anything take him from us again. I am wowed by his presence, pulled to him by my need to be with him once more and not at all swayed by his filthy furred body or the pile of carcasses around his feet that hold him higher on a podium made from death.
• Wolves take off after the escaping few, but I can already tell that compared to what we have seen in the forests, this mountain has way less than I anticipated, and I wonder where the hell they all are. The stench here reeks of thousands of crammed vile souls, but all I see is a mere hundreds in terms of bodies scattered all around. Not even high in that count either.
• “Where are they all?” I turn to Leyanne feeling her on my heel as we carefully descend and keep scanning where I’m stepping, so I don’t fall as her light once again shines the way. Carmen pushes in front of me to watch my step while Sierra stays on our rear, both femmes close and forming a shield. Sierra seems quiet, lost in thought, and I wonder if this brings back unwanted memories of old battles.