Chapter 97. The Boy

Jaden’s POV

Stars came out under me as I lay there, passed out, at the mercy of rogues and animals, tired out by my own wolf.

A groan left my lips as I pushed myself up. The bruises were gone, but there was still slight pain.

I forced myself to leap to my feet. There was no energy I felt for miles away, just a subtle one. Probably from a low-ranked wolf.

I exhaled, tracking it. “One reason a lower-ranked wolf will have a subtle energy is if it was dying.”

Or it was a child. I sighed, staring down at the small pup I met just by taking a few steps. What’s he doing far away from wherever he was from?

“Mister?” he called me with a pouty face. “Where am I?”

My hands went to my hips. “Around Black Rose.” I looked around. “…I think. Who are you? What pack are you from?”

He looked down, mumbling some words.

I pointed ahead. “If you had kept coming, you’d have met some scary warriors that could shoot you down before knowi