Shawn
The building of the rundown shack we were huddled in was old and falling apart. There was a distinct smell of musk, mildew and possibly something dead. Rory scooted closer to me with each second we all hid, waiting. Waiting for Lilly to show up. Darcy had done as promised and reached out to Lilly, only she wasn't willing to talk on the phone. She wanted to meet in person. I wasn't willing to risk bringing her to the pack until I knew for certain she was an ally and I wasn't going to go into witch territory unless I had to.
“How much longer?” James asked as he looked at the watch strapped to his wrist.
“She will be here soon,” Darcy bit out. She was anxious and on edge.
The wind howled outside as it beat against the dilapidated shack. I wasn't sure it would stand for another lar
