Kaiden Raij stood 6’4” tall. His ebony pupils scanned his surroundings, as the members of the small rogue pack arrived, a few at a time, at their agreed-upon venue in another spot in the forest, a hundred miles away from the Silvercrest Packhouse properties.

The wind blew through his jet black, longish hair, and his almost naked body allowed his “pack” to see his still muscular and fit physique, remnants of his warrior days at Silvercrest. This included the four deep and thick scars that crossed his chest.

Much thinner now, due to a rogue lifestyle, he had still vowed to stay strong, agile, and flexible, waiting for the day...