Chapter 68

• The skin walker, now in a fresh skin as another of Christian’s most trusted men, quietly slipped into their camp as Christian’s forces retreated from the failed attack. Disguised and unnoticed, she followed closely behind Christian, observing the rage that radiated from the leader of the hunters. Christian’s face was a mask of fury, his fists clenched, and his jaw tight as he stormed back to the centre of the camp.
• Their the tension among the men was palpable. They were shaken by the unexpected resistance from Lupa’s pack. They hadn’t anticipated the wolves' abilities, nor the strength of the barrier. It was a failed ambush, and Christian’s pride had taken a brutal blow.
• “Damn them!” Christian snarled as he stopped in front of his tent, turning to face his men. His eyes blazed with fury. “That barrier should’ve fallen! They should’ve been slaughtered by now!”