h4Chapter 318: Arriving At the Silver Dawn Pack/h4

    Inez frowned, but she still lowered her hands and started paying attention to what the man was singing. The humming was low. Strange. Almost like a chant, almost like he was singing a song.

    i"When the river bends and shadows lie, /i

    iThe sea will call, the storm will reply. /i

    iSeek the name that breaks the me, /i

    iA crown of ash, a heart full of shame.." /i

    Inez’s breath caught in her lungs, and she found herself leaning close to the bars. "What does that mean? What name? Whose name?"

    The man leaned forward, his face caught in the silver of the moonlight. For the first time, Inez saw nothing but regret and pain in the eyes of the man.

    i"Cain." /iHe whispered the name like it was a curse.

    But before Inez could ask him more, the sounds of the iron gates opening with a tter broke the silence of the prison. A secondter, the guards stepped inside. They swarmed the corridor, heading straight to the cell of the prisoner with whom Inez was talking.

    "Number 72, it’s your turn."

    The man turned to look at Inez and sighed. "So near... and yet so far..."

    Inez turned to look at the guards who were taking away the man. She questioned them in a hurry, "Wait, where are you taking him?" She didn’t even get the name or the answers that she was waiting for. She needed a lead, any lead that would take her to her father or close to the truth rted to the disappearance of her father. She was in so much panic that Inez didn’t even realise that she had controlled one of the guards with her voice.

    One of the guards nced at her. "To the execution grounds. His time is up." The guard then turned to look at the prisoner and shook his head with a frown. iWhy did I answer the question of a prisoner? /i

    However, the man didn’t have the time to worry about these things. He turned to look at his subordinates and said, "Pull him out. The time is limited, and the executioner has prepared the stakesden with wolfsbane. The family members of those who were killed by this man are waiting to stab him to death."

    Scarlet gasped. "No!"

    The man, however, didn’t resist as if he knew that this was going toe sooner orter. As he was dragged out of the prison cell, chains rattled across the stones. But as he passed by Inez’s cell, he turned to look at her onest time. His lips curled in a faint, eerie smile.

    i"Blood remembers, song endures, /i

    iChains may break, but love ensures. /i

    iFind the tide, child of the two, /i

    iThe sea still waits... it waits for you and just you." /i

    The guard struck the man with the baton when he saw that the man was talking nonsense. He hauled the prisoner away, who went crackling.

    The dungeon soon returned to its usual silence, but Inez could still hear the name echoing in her head like an electric current pulsating within her veins.

    Cain.

    iWho even was Cain? /i

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    There was something wrong with the Silver Dawn Pack, alright. They were not situated in the middle of a forest or away from a human settlement. In fact, they were situated right next to a rather busy town where humans lived. Which was weird in itself. But what surprised him even more was that these people actually lived in those tin can houses where humans lived, something that was even more suspicious because, since when did shifters start feeling alright all cooped up within these small houses?

    He looked at the well-manicuredwns; not a single leaf was lying on the roadside, as if there were shifters who were arranged to clean these roads every day.

    There was something really unusual about this ce, and Killian felt an urge to pull his hair at the back of his head. However, he resisted that urge. "How can you live in these houses?" He asked the beta who came to greet him. Just as Seth said, he had arranged everything; he indeed arranged everything. The Silver Dawn pack was holding a banquet in honor of the Moon Goddess; thus, all he needed was to attend the banquet in ce of Seth.

    Drakon turned and looked at Killian. He smiled cidly. "What’s wrong with living in these houses? Even if they are small, they have all thefort that we need, and anyway, packs as small as ours cannot survive in the wild."

    "But they are way too small," Killian gestured at the subdivision that was sprawled all over the ce. "Shifters need their space, their freedom. It’s too cooped up. No different than chicken coops." There was absolutely no space for them to breathe.

    This was the reason why Killian moved far from the human settlements; they were too small. Lawns as big as the size of postage stamps when they shift into their wolf forms, and a small park with stic swings and a slide came into view as the man turned the car to the left. The very thought of shifters staying here and raising their children in a ce like this made Killian shiver.

    "We are used to it," said Drakon. One street led him to another, and it was the same as the one they hade from. We sort of grew up here because our ancestors came here. Thus, how can we not be used to it?"

    "That’s even worse; you mean to say that you have never been to a forest?" Killian asked.

    His beast agreed with him in his head.

    "No."

    "Why did you move to this ce? Don’t you want to shift into your wolf form and run free?"

    Drakon hummed as he tapped on the steering wheel. "I would like to do that, but like I said. Our pack is really weak; we don’t have many dominant shifters. If we go out and live in the middle of nowhere, it won’t take long for a pack to challenge us and then kill us all to take our territory; it’s better this way."

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