Side Story 4.25 - Trail Gone Cold

Hans’s POV

The moment we finalized our plan, the pack shifted into action. Garrick and his trackers disappeared into the woods, their paws silent against the damp earth as they pursued the thieves. Rio had already started barking orders at the remaining warriors, organizing ration distributions and assigning patrols to tighten security.

Meanwhile, I prepared to leave.

I strapped my dagger to my belt, ensuring it sat snug against my hip. Not that I expected trouble—yet. But something about this whole situation didn’t sit right with me. The way the supplies were stolen so cleanly, so deliberately, without a single guard noticing… It reeked of something more than just a desperate pack looking to trade at our expense.

Jhoanna lingered nearby, watching me as I readied myself. Her lips pressed into a thin line, arms cros