With his back plastered on the damp tree stomp, he watched her in his peripheral view. When she left with her group he heaved a sigh of relief.
Since it was about time he receives his second dose of the antidote he had to rush back to the pack. This first meeting seemed so casual but it was just the beginning of their entangled destinies as fated by the gods.
***
As the sun approached the horizon the three musketeers finally reached the gates of the Lycius pack. Calling them gates was an overreach. In fact, it was a pair of tall stone pillars carved into werewolves in their half man half wolf form and the Lycius pack crest on their foreheads.
Because they didn't want to appear as though they were forcing Vega to help them sneak into the Lycius pack they were compelled to release him from his bounds and let Vega do all the talking which Lilith soon regretted.
