C H A P T E R 122 - Elijah.

All too soon, I found myself following the boy - who seemed to be quite comfortable with his nakedness - through their packlands - and it was safe to say that I was starting to understand why it had been possible for them to have so many wolves on patrol. Their pack was larger than anything I had seen before - twice the size of mine, with even less space. It was something that made me feel rather uncomfortable, like I was walking through a suburb instead of a town. They seemed to be unphased by it, but how could they be bothered by something that they lived with on a daily basis?

I was keeping quiet as I walked behind him, for I was painfully aware of the fact that he was not the person whom I needed to be speaking to at this time. There were two other wolves walking on either side of me, both of them seeming to be more than prepared in terms of defense. It was almost like they were waiting for me to do something, like they wanted a reason to injure me. I, on the other hand, did not