Chapter 109: An Unusual Bunker
Third POV
The sleek black SUV rolled to a stop at the edge of a dense forest on the outskirts of Ironhound territory. Lucas cut the engine and peered through the windshield at the rocky terrain ahead of them.
“This is it?” Percival asked, his weathered face creased with skepticism.
Lucas nodded. “According to the coordinates Felix gave us.”
The drive through Ironhound Pack lands had been faster than expected. Alpha Joseph had granted them special permission to cross directly through their territory—a rare courtesy that saved them valuable time. Now they faced what appeared to be nothing more than an ordinary hillside with scattered cave openings.
“Hard to believe this is where they’d keep a research facility,” Percival muttered, opening the passenger door.
Lucas stepped out into the crisp air. “The best hideouts are the ones that don’t look like one.”
They approached the hillside cautiously. Lucas’s eyes scanned the area, noting the lack of footprints or signs of recent activity.
The silence was unsettling. There were no birds chirping, no small animals scurrying about. It didn’t seem like an ordinary part of the forest.
“Something’s not right,” Lucas said, his voice low. “I thought this place was supposed to be crawling with rogues.”
Percival’s hand moved to the knife hidden beneath his jacket. “Maybe the Vox Solis had them all removed from the grounds.”