Grayson Ward’s POV
This was a dangerous situation. As I walked into the middle of the group of werewolves my brother had assembled, I glanced at them anxiously. They were nothing like rogues, some of them didn’t even seem to act like werewolves. There was one group in particular that looked as though they came straight from office jobs in the city. They kept a little away from the others and didn’t seem to want to interact with anyone outside their group. It made me wonder if they were ashamed of what they were.
“Thank-you all for coming here.” I addressed the group. The majority of the group looked at me with cautious interest but there were some among the group who seemed less than thrilled to be here.
“What are we doing here? I don’t usually come into the middle of a field for fun.
