Outside, the sky looked so bleak.
Everyone wrapped their bodies in thick cloaks, because the temperature dropped drastically two days ago. Although snow had not yet fallen, it had already entered the winter and the atmosphere had turned solemn. The warriors were setting up a bone fire. Others were setting up tents.
It was clear those two tents were for Isolde and Lyra.
The people were all eager to see which tent the Alpha will sleep in that night.
He had new mistress, that's how they referred to Lyra. And the Alpha had yet explained her status but based on how he had given her a carriage, she was now of the same level with Lady Isolde, unless he said something.
He didn't care though.
The group travelling was not so big. Most of the warriors had remained behind as some were to guard the pack house and others to follow Noah when he travels back to Blackhowl pack.
