“Hunters? Are you sure about that?” Grant asked Jakon as he sat next to him on the top of the front steps. Grant had found him not long after he had returned from the school. He could see the mixed emotions of fear and anger on his face.
“I am sure. I saw someone I had seen before. It was the hunter that killed my parents. Grant, what if I drew him to this pack? I mean, I highly doubt that it is a coincidence that he is here. He saw me today by the school when they were forcing Wes into a SUV. He smiled, but he didn’t come after me. Almost like he wants me to watch what he is doing,” Jakon said, his voice nothing but a growl almost.
“Well, sitting here sulking isn’t going to help anyone, Jakon. Let’s go bring your suspicions to the Alpha and figure out a plan to not only handle these
