Chapter 4

“Any news yet on Pella?” Scott asked, his scarred face impassive. Only the twitch of his eyes betrayed how worried he was.

Vincent shook his head. “Not at all. Not yet. I am here also sitting and waiting for his return.”

“Do you think he is going to want to help?”

“Who?”

“Nate, of course. He has a reputation for not wanting to relate to people. I am scared he would want to stay aloof since he is not affected by the problem we have.”

“What are you not saying?” Vincent frowned.

Scott swallowed, looking directly at Vincent. “I think we should start thinking of ways to help our land and fight this monster that has become a headache to us instead of looking for help from the other pack, who might not help us.”

Vincent shook his head. “Don’t say that. You saw how easily the men who went on a skate out were dispatched. I won’t risk any of the men again. Not like that when I have another choice,” he cackled. “I am certain he would. I wrote the lette