Chapter 42. The Golden Circle Pack

LAMIA

3 Weeks Later

It had been a month since my birthday and three weeks since Zane and I had arrived at his pack, sorry 'our' pack.

We had ridden here, on a couple of Yamaha TW200 bikes, which apparently were mine and Kellen's presents from all the parents. They had even bought one for Mike, who got to keep his. We had stopped at a small human town between the Blue Moon and Golden Circle packs, finding a quaint bed and breakfast to tucker down for the night, before travelling the rest of the journey once morning hit.

Aunt Olivia had provided us with an herb that would help mask our scents, in case there were any wandering rogues so they wouldn't pick up on who we were. Hiding your scent is pretty easy, it's the aura that's harder to hide unless you dose yourself with wolfsbane, which I do not recommend. Even me, who has built up a tolerance to it will feel it burn through the body and it can be quite excruciating, hence the mas