One hundred and One

UNKNOWN PERSON’S POV

The sun cast a gloomy light on the mansion as it sets. The tall ancient building standing proud in the middle of the pack, housing hundreds if not thousands of werewolves. I could clearly tell even from where I stood, a few hundred feet away, that the number of guards have been increased from the last ones I have been use to.

The Alpha was a carefree man and believe peace will rein wherever life reins but his children grew up with an entirely different principle. They believe no one and allow no one within their circle abruptly tightening the security system even more.

Getting yourself into the mansion when you have no business being there is practically impossible and you cannot even think of joining the slaves squad to go in. No that is an entirely impossible option as each slave have a tag unique to them with their picture attached to it.

Memories of when I use to work back then in the mansion flooded into my head and I was reminded of that last time I had a go