Mason POV
When the old woman joined us at the table, I was a little surprised the rest of the Lycans had not stood up, they stayed where they were, and I could feel some sort of pressure in the room, as if they could not stand up unless that pressure was removed. I wondered who was putting that pressure on them. I looked over at Heather and wondered if it was from her or the old woman beside her. Not wanting to interrupt whatever Heather was doing with this woman, I would wait and question her later.
The old woman seemed content to sit by Heather and chat like two old friends, in a language I did not understand, but it seemed Dad and her Mum were fluent in it. I glanced about the room, looking at those Lycans that had arrived, and wondered what they were doing here really. They were all
