Next day
John POV:
Abrams woke us up at three in the morning to head out to the pack. I look around and everyone is checking their ammo and communication equipment. I glanced to my right and see McKee eyeing me with a smirk.
“What is that smirk about?”, I asked.
“Today we will finally get the answer as to what happened to Bastet”, he said cockily.
“So, today Abrams have to come to terms with his daughter being dead and you are okay with that?”, John asked.
“I have faith everything will turn out the way it is supposed to”, McKee said to me then walked off.
We left base camp towards the pack lands. But something is off he has not seen one patroller at all. The town is a little too quiet for some reason. As we process towards a huge house there are four men stand
