#Chapter 34 he wants to kill us all

Today's patrol was uneventful. Blade led the new werewolves around the area to familiarize themselves with the terrain of the forest, and they did not encounter any rogues. Blade wasn’t sure whether to be relieved or suspicious. It was odd to not even have caught a whiff of their scent given how often they had been running into rogues before. Arthur sighed as they reached the training ground and said goodbye to the rest of the patrol, bounding up the hill towards their house. The sun hadn’t set yet, so Daphne was, likely, still making dinner. He reached the door, shifted into his human form, and opened the door carefully. "Daphne, I'm back!" "Dinner's almost done!" She replied from the kitchen. He smiled a bit, happy at the sound of her voice before going to wash up and sit at the table. She served them both and set an extra bottle beside his plate. It was small and unmarked. He didn’t know what it could be, but Daphne didn’t offer any explanation as she began to eat. Art