Chapter 133. Loose Ends

“I expected something a little less run down, grander. Do you wolves not believe in modern conveniences like electricity and running water?” Varro mocks as he scans the large hall of the manor, scoffing at its dark and drab appearance. I can’t blame him, as since we’ve been gone, this place has fallen into some urban war disarray that I never imagined could happen. It feels and looks abandoned. Dust and dirt on every available surface from neglect. I have no idea what happened and why Juan returned the valley to the dark ages.

“Funny.” Colton dismisses him with the dry tone he reserves for people like Deacon, a wolf who once stood against him.

“We could try to find the generators and power them up.” Meadow followed us in here when we moved and cut in with a sharp tone, also peeved at having her home turf mocked. The other subs are here too, those who didn’t follow Jasper in pursuit of Juan, and I smile at her and nod in answer.

“They are running and powering the se