OLIVER
For the better part of almost three years, I had been serving my new king, Orion Artos.
When Jack told me I hadn’t seen anything yet, the day we left MacTire, the day we left Silas and his torn limbs on the battle field. The day we lost to the Dire Wolf. I didn’t give his words much thought. I came to find out he was not joking.
I had been naive. I never questioned what Silas was doing, or why or who he sold the humans and young shifters to. Now I knew.
And now they would have wished their only problem was Silas. Silas was evil, but he had nothing on the man who was pulling the strings from the beginning.
That day we headed towards a new destination. We travelled for days, heading south to the unclaimed territory of Lewe. Only stopping to gather resources, resources meaning rogue wolves, bear and cats to join our ranks. Resources also meant capturing and detaining humans, moving them south with us.