Chapter 10
Bummed, Warden stepped out into the early morning, the wolf inside quieted after the adventures of the night. The whine of sirens could be heard off in the distance. He ached, feeling like he’d been run over. Troll blood, certainly something he hoped to never encounter again. Had anyone told him three years ago that he would, Warden might have laughed. So much of his life had changed. He wasn’t foolish enough to believe he was the only thing hunting the night, but some of the creatures he stumbled upon in the Underground surprised him.
He still had no idea how it came to be that they all congregated in one area or how they even came to be in the mortal world. It was another of those topics Tate preferred to avoid. Maybe it hurt, thinking about his home. Standing beside his Cha
