The Son of Red Fang by Diana Sockriter novel Chapter 408

Chapter 408

I stand in the doorway a moment allowing what little natural light is available to filter into the shack from around my body. One of the good things about black out eyes is their sensitivity towards low light situations. I can easily see that these are single room efficiencies. They are small, only room efficiencies. They are small, only about 200 square feet with only the bare basic necessities.

As I slowly step inside I can see two ceiling fan light fixtures, one located in a very small kitchen area and the second over top of a full–size bed. The kitchen has a small two burner stove, a sink with minimal counter space and a mini fridge situated under the counter. There’s two upper cabinets on both sides of a small window over the sink. I look constantly around as I step inside. My brain has been trained to take information in quickly so the darting eyes that no one understands when I’m in a panic are actually quite useful to me.

The bed is sparsely made with only a fitted sheet and a couple pillows. There’s a pair of small, three drawer dressers on either side and two doors on the south side of the room. One is closed while the other is open. A quick peek inside reveals a sink, toilet and a small shower.

Considering the thought that’s gone into the accommodations and how close to the western border they are I feel that it’s fair to assume that these were created during a time of war. I just wonder if there’s more scattered about the territory because unfortunately, it seems some wolves staying in the territory have found these shacks and are using them for an unacceptable purpose.

I turn and slowly move back towards the front door. The pace of my walk has a lot to do with how sensitive my eyes are and preparing for reentering the outside lighting. As much as I hate the dreariness of today’s weather it’s benefiting me in a ton of ways.

I exit the first shack with only a mild squint and immediately head to the next shack. This one too is locked so I continue to the next. I follow the worn out trail to each of the shacks, listening for any type of sound as I approach, checking the doors and entering if they’re unlocked. I spend less time in the open shacks than I did in the first as each time I find a locked or empty one my heart seems to climb even higher into my throat.

THEW

I’m approaching the second to last shack slowly when I hear male voices, several of them. I can’t make out the conversation but I can hear a female’s whine in the background. As much as I hate fighting I know if they’re attempting to assault her that’s what is going to result, a brawl.

“Hello?”

I call out as I approach the door hoping that they may come to their senses before I get there. Instead of an answer all I find is silence.

“Alpha Black has been alerted to the suspicious activity going on back here and he’s on his way. Come out slowly and walk with me out of the woods as I’m certain there’s a reasonable explanation

for this.”

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Chapter 408

I try again but again all I can hear is the roaring river behind me. I reach for the knob and find It’s locked. I slowly raise my hand to knock on the door not knowing what else I could do

“Open up. Alpha never gave anyone permission to use these efficiencies. He’s on his way now. It’s best that you leave.”

I can hear the voices start again but they’re arguing among each other. To my shock I hear the lock click open and the door slowly pulls away from me.

“I don’t know about the rest of you but I’m not getting my tail bruised over some broad.”

I back up at the same rate that he exits. The 5‘ 10” blond hair, brown eyed delta doesn’t even acknowledge that I’m there until he makes eye contact with me.

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