Her Vengeful Lycan Alpha

Chapter Hundred-Seven – Ambush

Laurel sighted the smoke coming from the pack. Did Beta Cade throw a huge barbecue feast after they left?

Or by any chance, was it to celebrate Black Claws officially officially joining High Moon Kingdom?

The horse became restless and the carriage shook. It was night already, and it’s probably tired. Laurel thought.

They’d get to the pack in thirty minutes, they were at the swirling valleys around it. Fog covered the dark forest and not even animal sounds could be heard.

Stefan squinted his eyes to see past the thick dark fog. It was weird that his wolf vision couldn’t see through it. Was it an unnatural fog? "Brace yourselves, something is in—"

There was a smelling wrapped ball thrown into the carriage. The effects hit immediately but Sorren threw it out. Bebe fell on Laurel, while Laurel tried to resist.

Were rogues really attacking them few miles away from Black Claws? She noticed Sorren climb out of the carriage, unaffected by the smelling ball.

Laurel couldn’t feel Stefan up there anymore. She shook her head vigorously to clear her mind before climbing out. But she stood there, turning to the passed out Bebe.

If she took the charm off her, she’d be like a rogue in the middle of the forest, the other rogues might kill her.

Leaving the charm behind, she entered the fog. "Elma, all I can use here is your sense of smell."

"That’s why you should’ve kept your butt in the carriage." Elma came closer to the surface. "This is sprayed gas."