Chapter 8

Jake

There is a rogue in our territory.

And It’s fast.

The ancient mountains that tower over the land are also the boundaries of our territory. The wide and deep lakes has the same function. The land itself seem to recognize this division, as if it had been so for a very long time, perhaps since the beginning of time. This was our territory, and it was ours alone. We protected it fiercely, patrolling the perimeter daily and patrolling the interior every few days.

This was the legacy of our pack, and we accepted this duty of protection with the utmost seriousness. The terrain of our land was diverse and beautiful. We had vast forests full of evergreens, towering mountains, clear lakes, and meadows filled with wildflowers. We roamed these lands with pride, knowing that we were the chosen ones tasked with safeguarding this sacred place.

The pack had been hunting for the rogue for nearly an hour now. They had tracked it to the border of our eastern territory, and now they could see it