Chapter Seventy-Six

I hurry across the pack lands, my mind whirling with thoughts of why the hell rouges would be heading this way for a challenge ceremony.

How did they know Killian had challenged Sebastain? And what was their interest in it? Did they want to watch? If so, why? So they could take advantage of whoever lost? Or were they interested in being a part of the challenge? It wasn’t common, but more than two parties could participate, as long as the numbers from each pack were even. Typically it was a card pulled to save pack lives over a personal matter, because let's be honest, these types of things usually happened over something like what was happening now. Very rarely were these ceremonies held for something political or actually important.

As I approach Sebastain’s house, the bad feeling in my gut intensifies. Especially when I get close to the front door and can already hear loud, angry sounding voices.

“What right do you even have to challenge me?” I hear Sebastain asking someone in an