#Chapter 180: This Isn’t the End

The reinforcements arrived just after midnight. We were sitting in the church when Andrew tore into the room, breathing heavily. He’d been on patrol with Jenna when they caught the scent. A few minutes later, a broad, middle-aged man walked to the church. He was dressed in black fatigues, with several guns at his belt and a long sword strapped to his back. “General Bukowski,” Nina said, jumping up to meet him. He shook her hand. “We’ve set up a perimeter around the town, and we’re going to camp out in the woods tonight.” His gaze roved over the small group. His eyes lingered on me and Matt for a moment before flitting away. “We encountered no signs of any Crescent wolves on the way in.” Nina nodded. “Alright. We should speak.” She gestured for Enzo to follow, then the three of them disappeared into the night. “Well, it’s bedtime for me,” Fiona said with a yawn. Everyone else seemed to agree, and we all wandered downstairs. We had our sleeping bags spread out across the floor of t