Ava: Ivy's Help
The chill that floods the tent emanates from Lucas. For his enemy to have control of his pack lands is a neverending thorn in his side. But he doesn't show his frustration.
"That's not like them," he says calmly. "There's something going on there."
I nod in agreement. Their silence is more unnerving than any overt threat.
From a worldwide apocalypse to sudden silence—it's strange. And then there are the hunters, always trying to find lone supernaturals struggling in this new world. We still don't know what they're trying to do, but we've saved a few from their clutches.
"We did come across a small group of rogues," Ivy chimes in, drawing everyone's attention. "They seemed... off. More aggressive than usual."
"Off how?" Lucas presses.