Katya POV
I let out a deep sigh and shake my head at how crazy this shit is. We just arrived at the damn camp in the wilderness, and now, we stand surrounded by barely clothed men. Their lack of clothing doesn’t throw me off. I’m used to being around more or less naked people, but these men reek of beer.
It’s hard to explain how bad they reek. All I can say is some rogues don’t stink as much as these guys. And what’s even weirder is that I keep catching Eziah, glancing and winking at one particular bear for some reason.
I frown as my eyes study the men. Of course, I knew of their existence. I have seen them in the fountains of the past, but let’s be honest, there are far too many fountains for one person to keep track of. Besides, when I first caught a glimpse of one, I thought it was a trick of the light.
Mateo sits next to me and scoots a little closer as we take places around the campfire and watch the chaos ensue.
“Did you know?” Mateo leans in and asks as he nods toward a group of
