AIDEN'S POV
Aiden was lost for words.
There was evil here.
What did that even mean.
"What?" Aiden asked.
The man through his well crooked teeth gave an uneasy smile.
"Yes. This mine. Don't go there. It is evil inside." Aiden looked at him.
For some odd reason the man made him feel uncomfortable.
"What's your name?" Aiden asked.
"Old Bart." The miner said.
Aiden sniffed him and could tell that he was an old wolf who had never surpassed the rank of Omega.
This place was definitely the most crazy place he had ever been to.
They weren't just ancient and backward or lazy, they also had senile old men saying that there was evil.
He had seen evil before.
He knew that there was no such thing as evil here.
"Old Bart." Aiden said as he folded his arms. "Why do you say there is evil."
"Are you familiar with the old tale?" Old Bart asked. "The truth of how we wolves came to be."
Aiden rolled his eyes.
Who wasn't?
