Chapter 76: Trouble In Paradise
The streets were abuzz with humans, who stood outside their shops, some looking down from their windows, their curious eyes fixed on the group as they walked, leading their horses through the crowded thoroughfares.
Having dismounted upon entering the city, the group proceeded on foot, their horses’ hooves clattering on the stone pavement as they made their way deeper into the city.
The humans’ faces darkened with hostility as they watched the group walk past, their eyes flashing with a deep-seated resentment that seemed to simmer just below the surface.
The memory of the brutal raid on their outer village still seared their collective psyche, a painful reminder of the lives lost.
Though the village had served as a deliberate facade, a clever ruse to conceal their city from the world, it had still been home to their kinsmen, innocent lives that didn’t deserve the brutal fate that had been inflicted upon them.
Even though the Dark Snow Pack members had taken over the protection of the human village, those who lost their loved ones were still aggrieved. They couldn’t shake the belief that had their protectors arrived sooner, the tragedy might have been averted, and their loved ones might still be alive.
The what-ifs haunted them, fueling a smoldering anger that now threatened to erupt in the face of these new werewolf visitors.
But the humans were smart enough to understand what it meant to attack a werewolf. Despite being outnumbered, with less than ten in their group, the humans knew that even a single enraged werewolf could unleash devastation on a massive scale, tearing apart a thousand human opponents with ease.
This sobering realization tempered their hostility, keeping their hands and tongues in check, even as their eyes continued to burn with resentment and anger.