Chapter 38: Chapter 38: Finding Devlin

Zayden’s POV

I step out of the packhouse with a group of warriors behind me. I sniff the air and I can smell the dirty rogues nearby; I walk to an opening in the woods that is by the house.

“Come out, you miserable worthless, b*stards!” I yell. They probably are unaware that I am here, for now, I will hold off on shifting.

I hear the rustling of trees and twigs snapping, they are coming out. Within seconds a dozen hungry beasts step out from the woods and show their fangs.

Worthless beings.

Behind me the warriors shift into their wolf form ready for battle, I can smell their lust for blood and revenge. I understand their feelings and the need to rip off a few throats and the need for adrenaline.