Chapter 237. Black Blooded: pt. 2

Caleb’s POV

No one questioned it. We didn’t need to. The authority in his voice alone was enough, but the unspoken fear in his eyes was what really got us moving. I took a step back first, then another, my feet crunching over gravel and dead leaves. Alpha Camden stood tall and unmoving until he was sure no one was too close anymore, his eyes scanning the area like he expected the bones to rise up and attack us.

“There could be some kind of toxin,” he muttered, half to himself, half to the rest of us. “Whatever this is… we don’t touch it. Not until we know what we’re dealing with.”

“I don’t like the way they smell,” Ava whispered behind me, her hand clenches at her side. I glanced down at her pale face and gave her a quick nod. She wasn’t wrong. The scent coming from the remains was off. Rotten, but not in a way I could place. Like sickness and decay wrapped in something ancient and… cursed, if I’m being honest.

Beta Raymond stepped forward, his brow fu