Ava's POV
I don't know how many mutants I shot but it was amazing. They weren't actual living things. They were created by a witch and didn't have a soul, so I didn't feel so bad about it. Dean and I slowly made our way down the hill that we were on as the group of people pushed the pack members' back. They didn't fight us very hard and let us push them to the pack house. When I arrived with Dean, they were all gathered in the ballroom.
Something felt off. Alpha Tyler wouldn't have just let us take over his pack like this. I had a bad feeling about this. I searched the room for Zane but didn't see him yet. Finally spotting Jay I went over to him.
"Are you OK?" he asked.
"I'm fine but do things seem off here?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean that the pack let us in and didn't really fight
