Wulfric still can't shake off the feeling that something is wrong, he just can't put his finger on what and why.
Shadow is his usual quiet self in the corner but he can feel him being very vigilant.
"Alpha, we have an emergency here…we need you back immediately. The hunters are coming toward our camp." One of the patrollers links him while he was walking home from the tavern.
His heart slams in his chest and he takes off running.
What the hell do the hunters want from them!?
Was someone seen shifting?
The pups…oh gods and goddesses, the pups!
He reaches the camp in record time, just as the head of the hunt is arrogantly demanding to talk to the head gypsy.
Elder Grey stands tall and regal, looking down at the hunter as if the human is nothing but an annoying little dog rabidly ba
