Chapter 44 To Hell With Reason

Silas' POV The moon was cold and pallid, yet it was the only light in the inky night sky. A group of werewolves suddenly burst into motion in the silent forest, running at full speed. At the same time, vampire figures emerged soundlessly. Their clash startled the birds into taking flight. I stood not far away and calmly watched everything unfold. This was just a small band of Rogue werewolves. They were merely creatures who had lost their packs long ago. They weren't exactly impressive fighters. It didn't take long before my guards had them completely surrounded. They shifted into wolves, baring their fangs in futile threats. Some even forced their way past the vampires and glared at me with eyes full of hatred. "Well?" I asked flatly as a guard returned. The guard shook his head and reported, "There's no trace of the Silver Wolf's presence." "Then let them go," I commanded. My only target was the Silver Wolf. I had no interest in dealing with werewolves who posed no real thre