Kapitel 88: Charlotte

On the way to Sylvia's shop from the warehouse Greta had shown her, August noticed a grey mist that hung deep in the woods where the sun hadn't been able to penetrate and burn it away. It was an eerie sight today—as if by simply wandering in, one would instantly become lost.

The illumination of Greta's brake lights ahead of her was comforting despite the early afternoon hour. August recognized the turn to Graeme and Greta's childhood home and then a short distance beyond that the wide dirt road that branched off toward the pack house.

The forest seemed to open up and grow livelier beyond the pack house. This was the furthest August had ever been inside pack territory.

The dirt road became wider, and just as they pulled off next to a small cottage, August could see a busy outdoor marketplace with vendors ahead. Other than the pack house and the bonfire, this was really a first for her seeing the lycans out living their everyday lives.