Chapter 119 “Welcome To The Silversmith Werewolf Hunters”

• The trio departed from the garage, leaving behind the lifeless body of the werewolf. As they drove through the winding streets in their separate cars, Sheila lost in her own thoughts S mentally prepared for the task at hand. While Clark and Aaron still argued on why not and why, respectfully, stringing Violet along was a terrible idea. Finally, they arrived at the Silversmith family house, a simple but grandiose structure that seemed to loom over the surrounding landscape.
• Aaron and Clark exchanged a weighted glance before leading Sheila to the entrance of the house. They pushed open the door and stepped inside, their footsteps echoing off the wooden floorboards. "Mother!" Aaron called out, his voice ringing through the empty halls.
• But there was no response. Clark's eyes met Aaron's, a silent understanding passing between them. "She's not here," Clark said, his voice low.