XAVIER’S POV

Two hundred werewolf army from the Blood Fang pack arrived at the Northern plain. The journey had been arduous, even for my men. I wondered how it would have been if the entire pack had taken the journey through Land like we did.

Thankfully, Lyra’s sharp brain had come alive and had suggested that the stronger ones move ahead quickly, thereby saving lots of supplies for the few warriors and the less strong population of the pack. My mind drifted to Lyra and what she was ...