After collecting enough food supplies and packing all their luggage, it was by high tide that they got on the road to head towards Valentine's pack.

Harley sighed out slowly as he watched the steam escaped his lips from the intense coldness of that morning and yet he as just in a black long turtle neck. Since Harley was a pure blood werewolf unlike Hope, he was able to withstand heat without much of a problem and rarely needed at kind of warming clothes or beddings.

He reached ...