Sean’s POV
I drove for two hours to get to the Dark Hollers pack in Louisiana. The trees here were beautiful and I loved the feel of the energy here. I followed my GPS up to the front gates of the territory and stopped for the guards.
“Name and state your business,” the guard said.
“I’m Sean Walker and I’m here to visit Alpha BJ.”
The guard's eyes went dull as he mind-linked BJ. When his eyes went back to normal he stepped up to my car window.
“You will follow the path to the y in the road. Stick to the left and it will take you to the packhouse,” he told me then stepped away.
“Thanks,” I said as the gate opened and I was waved through.
I followed the path and kept to the left like I was told. The large bald cypress trees were covered in Spanish moss making the landscape simp
