The wolves stayed in some clean rooms to rest. They had no choice but to accept Mr. David's invitation. After all, even if they regretted living between humans and vampires, they couldn't go out and become wolves to heal themselves faster.
If the Union caught them roaming around the human streets, they would murder them. That was the deal.
In one room, Dash's second-in-command, Demian, approached him after taking a shower and dressing his wounds. He had fought against a vampire with the ability to shoot arrows made of blood and shadow. By the end of the battle, when he thought he had caught the vampire, one of those arrows had appeared from behind and buried itself in his shoulder. Lex stopped the battle at that moment and he had to surrender though he could continue. It was such a disgrace.
"Are you alright Dash?"
"Your wound..." Dash looked at the bandaged wound of his friend. He could still see some traces of blood.
