Chapter 135

• Marisol leaves the library armed with two maps and, fueled by the day's success, she decides to try another shot at her exploration of the Redwood Pack, a conscious decision to also steer her focus from thoughts of the haunting place in her dreams.
• As she strolls through the pack grounds, a sense of being watched urges her to maintain a facade of calm, at least until she senses the tension has eased. However, a disconcerting scent soon reaches her nostrils, a potent mix of stale blood that no doubt spelled death and suffering. It assaulted her senses, threatening to overwhelm her with every step she took further.
• As Marisol walks toward the unpleasant stench, whispers from the pack members reach her ears. Muffled conversations about the escalating situation buzz in the air, still, in her confusion, the palpable distress in their voices does not go unnoticed.