Chapter 10.1

Behind the street was the black dome that concealed the Hellfire Pack’s territory. I ran alongside it, my nostrils filling with the scent of strong magic. There was no trace of the ozone that came with angelic wards, so I had to assume that Griff had employed a witch to construct the magical barrier. Multiple witches. No single person could create something so large.

As I reached the twisted oak Don had said was the pack’s intercom system, a faint curl of Hellfire twisted around my senses. It hadn’t exactly been smoke or flame, but it was a hint of power that could only come from one place.

It was as thick as a regular oak tree but with limbs that twisted in all directions, like how I might expect the snakes to appear on the head of a gorgon. Some of the branches trailed onto the floor, making it possible for even a wolf to climb to the top.

I darted past the oak and into the woods. Considering that this part of Shifter City had once been the mage village Natura and used to be covered in