Grim
I knew they were watching us.
Werewolves, hidden in the woods, stared and watched as we ran past. Not only could I sense them, but I could physically feel their eyes on us… on Lily specifically.
They were all eager, anxious and curious. They were also afraid of what it meant that I chose a human and that same human was in the cursed land that had never had them before. They waited. They questioned and they wondered.
And then I felt that same hint of uncertainty and aggravation that Dylan— David, whatever his name is within them too, so I held Lily closer to me. No words needed to be said, but they knew what it meant.
Lily is mine.
Lily is therefore off limits.
I can also sense that they know there’s been a death among the higher ranks.
There’s unrest and unease about the
