The Secrets of The Reverence Pack

Chapter 1: BlackCreek Forest

"How close are they?" Jett asked. His black fur blended in with the shadows of the trees. Even in the daytime, this forest was dark and easy to get lost in. Fog loved to cover the town that the forest surrounded as well.

"Just heard word from the Noble Pack," one of his warrior's told him. "They just left their territory, entering ours. They're requesting permission to enter our territory to continue their chase."

"Tell any of our allying packs that they are free to come to help," Jett told his warrior. As long as they were able to catch their enemies, he didn't care about his neighbor's giving him a visit.

Hunters had decided to show their ugly faces this time. Werewolf hunters were brutal. It didn't matter that they were humans. They were skilled enough to take on plenty of supernatural creatures easily. For most of them, it was their passion.

And you would think they would use their skills on the one's who were actually harming people.

"It's weird that they'd come to our territory after Nir's," Alex mentioned. His Beta wasn't close to him, but anyone in the pack could mind link with him as long as they were within the territory. "I would have thought they traveled through the East or West packs."

"They could have gone into the East without us knowing," Blake's voice popped up. He was Jett's Delta of the pack. But he wasn't anywhere near them either. Jett had ordered him to guard the packhouse. They needed to keep the innocent protected.

"There's no way the Reverence Pack would have just let them pass," Jett said. As much as they were all on high alert for these enemies, he wasn't worried about them as much as other times. They probably thought that there was only going to be one pack that they had to destroy, maybe two.

Nope.

Four packs lived in these woods. And Jett was sure that none of them were going to be happy with their new guests.

But Alex was right. It was strange that they would go from the Noble Pack to theirs. The Noble Pack was the north one, known for their calm, watchful demeanors. From what Jett had heard, they had picked up on these hunters being here before they could sneak up on them.

But Jett's pack was the south one. And, since the city was in the center, it was strange that they wouldn't try going around into the other territories as well.

"Just notified the Dynamic Pack," Manny, his gamma, came back from over their territory lines. Jett could feel him entering just as he linked with all of them. "They're preparing their defenses if the hunter's venture west."

"They haven't been in their territory at all?" Jett asked. Something wasn't adding up here.

"I was the first one to warn them about it. It seemed like Alpha Nir's being stretched a little too thin."

"That must mean they were by the Reverence Pack," Alex said. "It's the only way they would be able to get onto our side without anyone else seeing them."

"Why wouldn't they notify us, though?" Blake asked.

"Because they hate talking to everyone."

"Not when it comes to something as important as this," Manny said. As the gamma, he was a great diplomat for them. While Jett mainly talked to the Alpha's of the neighboring packs, Manny made friends with many of their neighbors.

The Reverence Pack wasn't a group that he could talk to easily. It would be difficult trying to get a message out to them at the moment.

The click of a hunting rifle snapped him out of his planning. He could smell the silver bullets before they whizzed past him. As much as the BlackCreek forest was their home, one could never memorize the landscape. The fog that surrounded the land was thick, and seemed eternal. And the trees seemed to be forever changing as the years went by. The main method that the wolves were able to sneak by were through their sense of smell and their hearing. For the fog liked to play tricks on the mind.