- Reid hated Nira with every fiber of his being and now even more so. As he tore through the woods in his wolf form, his fur became longer than usual, and the wind carried a bad odor right into his highly sensitive nose, which he knew was emitting from him. The stench of being a rogue, he could smell it already, and any werewolf who came close to him would be able to smell it too. The wound Denzel had left him on his face would not be healing anytime soon because it was done by an alpha. He kept feeling like Denzel was right behind him. In fact, knowing better, he was doomed to have that scar for life. It seemed like the banishment was just a show off, and the real punishment, which he believed was death, was yet to be delivered. Since his intentions were still what they were, only intents, Denzel couldn't have been able to kill him. Technically he had yet to commit any crime, so being kicked out was what the law would permit Denzel to do. Unfortunately, the elders didn't have this privilege which was why Denzel ordered them to be killed spot on. Speaking of laws, there were none protecting him anymore.
- A few more weeks, Reid would have acted out his plan and he would have been the alpha of the Blackmoon pack. Now, the banshee, Nira had exposed him, and he had been stripped of his betaship. He found his red truck parked exactly where he had left it among the tall trees at the beginning of the forest. Earlier, while he shifted, his clothes had been ripped to shreds and now he stood naked as he transformed back to his human form. He bent down to locate his key which he had buried shallowly underneath some dry leaves. He looked back still having the feeling of being followed but saw no one. He quickly entered the truck and put on the extra clothes he always carried at the back seat. He navigated his way back onto the main roads.
- After driving for some time Reid was back in his neighborhood. LOn opposite sides of the road there were different blocks of similar houses with their lights still on and tv still blaring loudly. Marijuana smell filled the air. A dog barked and several others joined it in doing the same, their voices sounded at different pitches, some were thicker than others. Reid parked his truck somewhat closer to his own block, left engines running, alighted and slammed the door. He heard the sound of keys dangling and turned to see a woman from opposite his block trying to unlock her door. He marched determinedly towards the front door of his apartment, kicked it down and barged into a guy who stood abruptly and acted defensively until he realized it was just Reid.