Staring at them make plans was driving me sick. Didn’t they know that Marcus was a rogue, and not actually what he seemed? Didn’t they know the truth about it all. Then, how come are they willing to stand there and listen to all he had to say?
My fingers lightly touched the trunk in front of me. I knew this wasn’t the time to focus on speculation, but more on the situation on ground at the moment. There were a lot of things that needed to be done now, and I had to make sure that I listened attentively to what they were planning.
Marcus wasn’t aware of my presence with what I could see. I doubted he was faking it. I stuck my ear close to the ground, trying to pick their words. It helped so well to be a werewolf. I was able to do things that a normal human would find difficult, like listen
