“Definitely vamps.”
“And Adrenna?” I asked, trying to get my own senses to pick up her scent on him.
The beast shook his head before meeting my eyes. He directed my look to the dirt beneath his paws. He drew a line in it. Then a V on one side, a ~W~ on the other.
“Werewolf and vampire?”
It nodded, then pointed to himself and the border. Then he put an A on the ~V~
side.
“Adrenna is on the vampire’s side?”
He nodded again. Tatum growled and stomped his feet.
“Enough charades. We need answers!” he growled, stepping forward, but I cut him off.
“No,” I bit. “Doing anything to him won’t get the answers faster since he literally can’t talk. Use that brain of yours, Tatum, I know it’s in there,” I taunted. He glared at me.
“I am. He is not one of us and was in love with the v
