Chapter 88 Blood Stone
After cleaning up on his end, Zion made his way to the nearest designated mud room—one of several scattered throughout the pack territory. These rooms were stocked with spare clothing for werewolves returning from a run or for warriors who needed a change after shifting, especially in cases where their clothes had torn during transformation and they hadn’t had time to remove them beforehand.
Zion pulled a simple pair of pants and a shirt from the clean basket, along with a towel. He wiped the blood from his body before slipping into the fresh clothes. He didn’t bother with shoes—he’d walk barefoot for now. It wasn’t the first time anyway.
After changing, Zion headed straight to the clearing where his warriors had lined up the bodies of the fallen attackers. Among his own forces, five warriors were heavily injured, three had been killed, and seven sustained minor injuries. The critically wounded were immediately rushed to the pack hospital for treatment, while those with minor wounds remained behind—letting their wolves heal them naturally as they assisted in organizing the fallen enemies in the clearing.
Those who were uninjured were promptly sent back to guard the perimeter and sweep the area beyond the borders, scanning for any remaining enemies who might be hiding and waiting to launch another attack.
Zion moved methodically through the clearing, inspecting the bodies of the dead rogues one by one. Aside from a single individual who had died in human form, the rest had perished in their wolf forms. As he examined them, he noted that about one-third was probably what they suspected, who came from another pack, judging by their scent and build, while the majority were unmistakably rogues.
While checking one of the rogue werewolves, something glinting caught Zion’s eye. He leaned closer and discovered a stud earring embedded in the wolf’s ear. A quick sweep revealed that each of the rogues wore identical earrings, each set with a small mana stone.
Zion’s eyes narrowed. This was highly unusual.
"Levi," he called out, connecting to his newly appointed Beta. "Did the rogues on your side also have stud earrings with blood stones?"
"It looks like it... The ones pretending to blend in with the rogues don’t have any earrings," Levi responded through the mindlink, his tone thoughtful. "Could it be a way to distinguish ranks among them?"