Chapter 147. Next Agenda (1)

Curtis's POV

Some days later...

A peal of boisterous laughter left me as I proudly walked through the human town in the heated afternoon. It’s been eight days since I traveled in my wolf form, trespassing and prowling through territories to make it here.

I'm in another state and could lie low here. Having to skip two other towns so that I'm not easily reached, in case they send troops to scout for me. Satisfaction and gloat are at the base of my emotions because I eluded a grudgeful Alpha Virgil and a vindictive Beta Astrol.

I trudge through the arid open land vetting the emptiness of this region. Houses appear to be far distant from little businesses of boxlike buildings.

The rain had made itself a rare visitor as the land cries out for saturation. The cashmere scarf covered my nose and mouth as I scoped for abode through the dusty wind.

More importantly, I got the vial and dagger from Devyn, who hates my guts now. Who cares abou