The Witch Luna

our, driving from the human-populated city back

route was not bad, but we had to take a parallel

s either. We share a two-hundred-mile boundary line with them, requiring nearly a third of

order patrols engage in glowering and growling contests with theirs a

rifted into a deep sleep the moment A

ix started getting restless. "How far have we reached, Arci?"

a gas station and a diner," Arci responded through the rearview mirror. He pointed t

owling in my head, and it's giving me a headache," I blurted as I glanced outside

annot stop anytime soon. This is not a friendly territory. You can freshen up af

owls loudly, terrifying Arci, who nearly loses control of the vehicle. The car made a hundred-eighty-degree turn, burning the tires, scre

job keeping me in place, but the sudden circular motion churned my stomach and gave my head a hammering pain. The barf got stuck in my throat,

that all about, Seb? Talk to me!" he scolded. He was not being disrespectful. Arci is like a family member to the

of the car and steadied myself before emptying my stomach in the middle of the ro

here were damages. I understand the danger of dealing with strangers in unfamiliar territory, especially from a hostile pack. But I d

You almost killed us!

te!" He screamed

sighed. "We can't just stroll around and sniff everyon

restaurants, pumping stations, and some shabby hotels owned by humans, we can't be sure if they

before sliding his head out of the window. "

your father if you want; he should know. " His eyes spoke more than he said. He must be worried about the location of the 'almost accident' we just experienced. He took the water bottle back, stuffed it in the backseat, and st

t chiseled man in front of the group. He was

, seemingly a pack uniform, unless they are incredibly close to each other to wear identical clothing, which I highly doubt. I know that twinning attire has become an "in" thing for cou

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