The Reborn Luna: Never Again!
charred but intact.
I brushed off the ash, and there it wasa faint, and burned insignia. Alpha Draven’s wolf crest, stamped in silver.
My stomach turned, “These were his supplies,” I whispered.
“From the last trade meeting," I continued.
Ellias nodded grimly. “And look at this, Alpha Aarhea,” He lifted a small dented metal device.
“Detonator. Military-grade. The kind Alpha Draven’s warriors use for controlled demolitions,” he said.