Chapter 25: The Red Moon

Farkas was reluctant to let him leave by himself but he relented after he realized he won’t be dissuaded. He intended to go south, alone. Nobody can force to do otherwise.

Something about the unnatural color change of the moon was tugging at his memory. He once saw the moon turn red in his past. But it was a centuries ago. Back when he was still adapting to his alpha status.

There was this young man who confronted his pack as they pass by a small human town. The man wore pristine clothing, not unlike the kind of clothes nobles were wearing at that time.

“What brings you here… dogs?” He had his arms crossed around his chest and was looking at them with disdain.