Jayson Holmes' POV.
"Isn't that disappointing?" He asked as he used his werewolf speed to get to where I stood like he was about entering my body.
"Who are you exactly?" I asked again as I looked at him. "And what's your interest in this society? It is common to protect our own no matter what evil is committed. We value family first, no matter what." I shrugged as I looked at him.
He looked at me as he smiled at me. "It's fine, Jayson. Guess we will see some other time!!" He grinned as he looked at me.
I heard a fast rushing sound from behind as I turned back to see what it was, and before I could turn back to the mysterious man, he was gone and the moment he was gone, his freshly woody and musky scent was gone already.
I scanned the environment repeatedly as I was searching for him
