Book 2: Chapter 68

Ella POV

Standing outside the Wolf's Den, it is like I have been transported back in time. I cannot believe this building is still standing after all these years. It looks just as sketchy as it did several decades ago. The same crudely painted wolf howling at the moon is hung above the doorway, only it seems like it has been touched up a little over the years. The neon letters of the sign have been replaced, and they all burn brightly. Instead of different colored siding covering the sides of the building, it has all been painted black.

As we walk through the doorway, the smell of stale cigarettes and marijuana hits my senses. I wrinkle my nose in disgust. Osiris looks over at me and begins to laugh. "This place even smells the same," I say as I pretend to gag.

"What do you know about the Wolf's Den?" Osiris raises an eyebrow at me curiously.

"I used to work here," I laugh. "Back when I was nothing more than a rogue werewolf hiding from my life."

Osiris's eyes widen as