Joe's POV
Mortou and I were training when He stopped suddenly. His eyes darkened, flaring his nostrils and lifting his head to get a good whiff. "It seems we have guests." Mortou's eyes had shifted back to their light amber color. He started walking to the main gate. I followed, behind him a step or two. Athens appeared just to the right side of me as we neared the gate to see a big guy with tattoos and dark hair. He had dark eyes and a scruffy short beard that needed trim.
"Dad," the dark haired guy acknowledged.
"Barrington." Mortou ground out. I was a bit surprised but his demeanor torward his son.
"Ooo," a female voice purred stepping from behind the guy.
She had orangish dreds, a black cloak. when she smiled it showed brown coated teeth. Her whole appearance repulsed me.
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