Indianna looked out of the window as Greyson’s car drove deeper and deeper into the woods. Dark figures whizzed in between the trees with incredible speed and Indianna gasped.
“Don’t worry,” Greyson said, not taking his eyes of the road. “They’re just pack members.”
“They’re wolves?” She whispered.
“Yes.”
“They’re huge!”
“They’re border patrols, they can’t exactly be tiny, what use will they be defending the pack from rogues?”
Indianna shrugged her shoulders. “How big are you when you’re a wolf?”
“Big.”
“Thanks, Greyson, that helps,” Indianna said sarcastically.
“I’ll show you later,” he said and the trees soon thinned out to reveal Greyson’s large house.
“Do all of the pack live here?” Indianna wondered.
“Not everyone. Most families stay in town, it’s mostly teenagers who stay
