Chapter 221

• As I get closer to the first shack in the semi-circle around the clearing, I can tell that there’s no sound coming from the inside. Still, I approach the door with caution. Just because there’s no sound doesn’t mean there’s no one in there. I can only think of the worst possible situation that these shacks have been created for but I try to push that away. I’m not home. This isn’t that kind of pack. They have proven that.
• I turn the knob slowly to find the knob doesn’t budge. Uncertain as to why it would be locked, I make my way to the next one, about ten feet away. I turn the knob and this door slowly creaks open under my weight. It’s an impressively heavy door for the size of the shack. To my relief there’s no one inside giving me an opportunity to get a general idea of what’s inside. I know that I need to hurry but part of me wants to stall until alpha gets here with back up. If this is indeed a gang rape I don’t think I can take multiple wolves on at once, especially if they are all delta or beta level wolves. It’s uncommon to come across more than one alpha prospect in a run but it’s not impossible.
• I stand in the doorway for a moment allowing what little natural light is available to filter into the shack from around my body. One of the good things about black out eyes is their sensitivity towards low light situations. I can easily see that these are single room efficiencies. They are small, only about two hundred square feet with only the necessities.