The Grey Stone campsite was quickly becoming a crowded, noisy party. Jakes watched as more Grey Stone wolves walked out of the trees into the campsite. Some in their wolf forms, others still in human form.
The eleven that had been lazily sitting around were now welcoming their brothers and smiling, exchanging handshakes and pats on the back.
Kurian was right, they now had a bigger problem on their hands. The manageable group of twelve had just multiplied to at least twenty-five men from what Jakes could gather from his position hidden behind some trees.
He still hadn’t seen his Alpha, but he knew the man was close. He had to be in order to talk to him.
Jakes made sure he was properly hidden and continued to watch with a sinking feeling. He looked at Rick and still there was no sign t
