Chapter 53. Everly, Meet Evan

EVERLY

It took a while before I was able to convince the Lycan warriors to return to Crescent Moon. Going from one pack to another with a bunch of Lycans would put werewolves on edge.

I stood at the border of Mooncity Pack, and gripped the small talisman the priestess had given me. It pulsed faintly in my palm, and made my skin warm. But I couldn’t tell if it was going to lead me in the right direction.

“Come on,” I muttered, as I tightened my fingers around it. “Which way now?”

The talisman didn’t react.

With a sigh, I stuffed it back into my backpack and moved on, stepping onto yet another foreign soil. This was the third pack I had visited, and if I didn’t find anything here, I’d just keep going.

While I tried to remember the exact image of my brother which I had seen at the temple, a sharp scream interrupted my thoughts.

I stiffened as I listened intently. The sound came from somewhere up ahead, followed by a chorus of rough laughter. My