Alpha Anthony’s POV
I smile to myself as I tap the leather bond journal against my hand.
Jason really outdid himself this time.
Now we have both journals, and they still haven’t a clue how to control Blakely’s powers or what we have planned for her.
Smiling, I turn to clap Jason on the back.
“Well done, cousin.”
Jason nods and turns to the cooler to grab a beer.
“Couldn’t find any better accommodations than this?”
He flops down onto the fold out chair and waves a hand around him at our makeshift campsite.
Scowling, I grab a lawn chair and pull it in front of him before sitting myself.
“It’s hard to find a cheap place for two hundred werewolves, especially without drawing attention. You are sure that the patrol doesn’t come this far out?”
“Positive.”
Jason opens the can and t
