We continued moving forward after my uncle reluctantly wrapped up the human body in his coat and then carried it over his shoulder.
I could feel his judgemental stares on the back of my head as we moved forward, heading for the direction I had taken last night in my search for Odessa.
But I couldn't care less about my uncle or what he thought and blissfully ignored as we navigated our way through the woods.
"Oh... Wow." Marcellus muttered as we paused at a point.
His eyes widened with surprise at the sight before us and I couldn't blame him. In front of us were tens of broken trees, turned into nothing but splinters and wood on the forest floor.
This went on for what seemed like hundreds of meters ahead, making that part of the woods desolate.
There were also large claw marks on the trees and even on the ground around... My claw marks.
'Damon you son of a bitch.' I muttered to my wolf in my head, causing him to snigger teasingly.
