"I still can't believe we had to fight vampires on the very night we were supposed to have a meeting," Cedric snorted, tossing a potato chip into his mouth.
It was after school hours, and we had converged in my uncle's office. Uncle Wes, himself, was going through some papers while we talked.
It was the next day after the battle. We had all gone home the previous night with another potential meeting in the future hanging in the air.
"What's even more unbelievable is the fact that they knew about the location," I added.
"It shouldn't be surprising." Uncle Wes didn't look up from the papers. "The Alpha did say that vampire sightings were becoming more frequent."
"I think they were tipped off," Jack said in a low voice.
Uncle Wes looked up from the papers and raised an eyebrow. Cedric a
