Wyatt stormed through the door. He had insisted on having the main entrance. He led the charge with Kade at his side. They entered into a dimly lit room which was not a problem for them with their werewolf sight. The lighting wasn’t the problem, it was the smell. The scent was burning their noses and confusing their senses. They were not able to smell the scent of the witches over the irritating smell. A couple of the wolves pawed at their noses in an effort to alleviate the burn.
It wasn’t just as simple as smelling bad. It felt like red hot pokers were being shoved up their nostrils. It made their eyes water and blurred their vision slightly. Wyatt scanned over the area. A gut-wrenching reality hit him. They were waiting for them. They knew they were comin
