Ashleigh delayed the trip back to Summer as long as possible while waiting for news from the hunting parties. She knew she wouldn’t hear back from her father’s team in the south, but the northern team did check-in before they absolutely had to return.
There was a small pack of fae creatures found at the burial mound. But, according to the report, they weren’t doing anything, simply standing at the site, hovering around it. Some of the fae were severely injured but still dragged themselves around the mound.
The hunting team put them all down and then swept the surrounding forest, finding a few injured stragglers. But, from the sounds of it, none of the creatures put up a fight.
It was strange, to say the least.
On the drive back to Summer, Ashleigh had a nagging thought.
“Hey Clara?” she asked.
“Yea?”
“Obviously, you know a lot about the fae history and such. But do you know where the actual mounds are?” Ashleigh asked.
