Narrator’s POV
Alarm bells rang out in Zaira’s head as she saw the cloth in the Warrior’s hand. She stiffened up. Elder Parish’s long rant and complaints were droned out in her mind as her vision seemed to zoom in on the clothes in the Warrior’s hands.
Kane casually glanced at the clothes before he looked away. To him, it didn’t seem like much. There were many cases of people being attacked by beasts outside the pack, or even close to the borders. It wasn’t strange for the cave of these beasts to have clothes or random materials in them.
“How long is it estimated to have been there?” Kane asked.
“I am not sure, sir.” The Warriors responded.
Zaira felt her heart pounding in her head.
‘It’s over. If Kane finds it suspicious, it will be investigated. Oh no.’
Ares, Zade, and Damon wer
