Chapter 120 The Sleeping Warrior

• We were back at my old parents' house, if it could even be called mine anymore.
• The Moonstone werewolves had been tucked into the spare outbuildings owned by Ethan in Springville. Some Crescent Moon werewolves were scattered around the edges of the yard with Ethan's security detail like territorial dogs clinging to the scraps of their rank.
• Higan had left them a mess and now they had confronted their origins shamefully.