Chapter Forty Four.
FLASHBACK.
Young Dante ran faster through the forest, howling from time to time.
‘Stop Dante, you’re going too fast.’ Someone mind linked him, but he just snorted without stopping.
‘You’re a slow poke, Fred.’ He teased, looking at the gray wolf behind him.
‘I’m not Dante, you’re just too fast.’ Fred argued.
Dante went on running at a fast pace, and before he knew he was at his pack’s border, the one that lead to the other pack. He slowed his pace, walking slowly, but he stopped in his steps when he heard a scream.
‘What was that?’ He asked his wolf, Blaze.
‘We don’t we find out.’ He snickered then changed from his wolf form to his human body.
He walked slowly, his feet making soundless noises, so he wouldn’t attract any danger over there; that’s if the
