The Rise of an Alpha Were-Jaguar

Chapter 21

THE BOYS HUDDLED together in a corner. They couldn’t tell the time of the day because the only window opening had been covered with a thick cloth. It sounded like a canvas or leather curtain.

But with the cold, the figured that the sun was going down pretty quickly. The Werewolf blood had melted long before. It had turned into a puddle where Mart had thrown it to the amusement of Ellie and Nina.

They could pick out the howl of the wind and stiff flap of the leather material covering the small window. Full moon was tonight and they knew it.

A door swung open loudly and Ellie, who was relaxing just outside their cell, jumped to his feet. Nina walked in, closely followed by an elegant white haired woman.

She stopped in front of their cell and eyed them glumly.

“Where did you get these ones?” She asked.

“Just outside Morton's border, Rosetta. Near the first scene.” Ellie said.

She made some ‘tsk' sounds at the boys as she patrolled the front of the cells. The boys’ eyes followed her