65. Who Sent You?

Dorian's POV

I went deeper into the forest, and it was silent. I felt that someone was watching me. I tried to act normal and walked cautiously.

I picked two unfamiliar scents. I was right; they hadn't run too far.

I was still walking further, and I stepped on a twig. The silence of the forest amplified its snapping sound.

I was certain I had given my location away, but nothing stirred except for me.

I took a few more steps, and suddenly, I heard low growls and snarls behind me.

I saw two wolves emerge from the bushes. I retreated slightly, but I was blocked by another two.

There were more than twelve in total.

I looked at the fur around their mouths and paws; it was soaked in blood, the blood of my wolves. I could pick the scent of each of them off these bastards.

I was totally surrounded, and it dawned on me that this was a trap.

"Who sent you?!"

The anger in my voice was evident, but none dared to stand down.

Suddenly, a fifth wolf emerged from the shadows of the trees. He towered