Chapter 169 Stronghold Ii

• Carcasses littered the bleak meadow. The shining calm light from the northern sun revealed the horrors that the captured werewolves experienced with the flock of Skinwalkers and the Werewolf Committee. The corpses were not fully intact as if they were torn alive. Guts spilled on the red-dyed snow. Flies and crows flocked around the rotten flesh as they had their feast.
• ‘The Werewolf Committee is too much! How could they do this to their own race,’ said the beta of the Crimson Moon Pack at the back of Diana’s mind through mind link.
• Diana’s wolf grunted, an act of affirmation from her wolf, from what the beta stated through the temporary connection.