[Dylan]
“They are here,” Grant quietly declared. The words were simple enough, but they held so much weight that it made me feel sick to my stomach. No one moved. No one said a word as we all stared at Grant, Evan, and Jack.
“But they aren’t doing anything,” Jack added, and I frowned. What did he mean by that?
“They are sitting in the parking lot by Oakville Mall,” Evan explained. “They are lounging about and…well, they aren’t attacking or doing anything violent,”
“What does that mean?” someone questioned.
“It means, we – as in Grant, Jack, and me – are going to approach them and find out exactly what they want,” Evan said softly. I immediately jumped up to argue that, but Evan shook his head. “No, Dylan. We know that Quin has captured our scouts back at his pack and we know that we
