Chapter 66 (A Glimpse Of Hope)

Ralph's POV

"We've been walking for days now," I voiced my frustration.

"I've lost track of her scent," Tala responded.

"I can't smell it anywhere."

"I'm hungry and tired, we should rest a little," Tala suggested.

From her oversized bag, which I initially complained about, Tala produced dried roasted meat and water.

"I told you this bag is useful," she remarked as if reading my mind.

As we began eating, rustling in the nearby bushes caught our attention. I swiftly stood up, unsheathing my sword. Four werewolves emerged, raising their hands in a submissive gesture.

"Alpha," they all bowed. I struggled to recognize any of them, but they were undoubtedly hunters.

"Who are you?" I inquired, surprising them.

"We are part of the hunters assigned to track Luna," they replied. Over the past two days, I had encountered a few of their kind.

"Join us and share a meal," I invited them.

As they sat, it was evident they were famished. Tala, being the compassionate person she is, handed