But at least that proved we were right to track them down. They attacked a small pack of werewolves and abducted the she-wolves.
I'd been helping Michael investigate the attack for the past few days.
But so far, we hadn't caught anyone. They were good at getting away. We warned smaller packs to stay alert and increase their security, and the pack Alphas assured us that they'd remain vigilant, but attacks happened one after another.
Michael and I had been running around and exhausted these days.
The Clear Creek Pack that was attacked was a small pack of a few dozen people, so it didn't have its home in the forest like most werewolves packs, but in human cities. Only a few werewolves chose to live in their forest huts, which made them more vulnerable to attacks.
And worryingly, their attackers were getting bolder.
