Call of The Wolf Part 1/3: The Lost Wolves

Chapter XIV: The Mole

BloodWolf was waiting for news. She paced around her hut. A Moon-lit silver cloaked figure walked in the door.

"I was wondering when you were coming back."

"I've been delayed by certain... Distractions." She told BloodWolf.

"What distractions?" BloodWolf asked.

"Unimportant."

"How did I do with the attack, boss?"

"THERE WAS NOT SUPPOSED TO BE AN ATTACK, YOU IDIOT."

"Boss, I can explain."

The cloaked figure walked over to BloodWolf. BloodWolf backed into a wall. The cloaked figure pulled out a knife.

"You make my plans more and more difficult each day. Give me one good reason not to kill you where you stand as you did Dusk."

"If you kill me, The Red Wolves will kill you. Without you in the picture, your act won't look realistic anymore, and we will fail them."

"We cannot fail."

"Which is why you can't kill me."

"One plan," The cloaked figure said.

"One pack," BloodWolf responded.

The cloaked figure walked to the door.

"They plan to stop you after your third attack. The entire village will fight."

"This means Wolf War One?"

"Yes, it does."

"Also boss, Dusk is-"

"You have already wasted enough of my time. The Lost Wolves will be searching for me. I must leave."

The lights flickered, and she was gone. BloodWolf didn't want to admit it, but that cloaked figure was her greatest fear.