Hearing the wheels turning on the ground, the werewolves waiting near the gate turned to the side. Some of those responsible for building the houses had just left to get more material. So fast... it hadn’t been long since the vibration of their vehicles faded out of the normal range of their senses, yet, could it be them already?
With a clipboard in hand, a man they didn’t recognize stepped out of one of the trucks and walked toward them.
“Hmm, excuse me, Lucas... do any of you know if there’s a Lucas here?” Seeing the confused expressions on their faces, the man turned the page on his clipboard and asked, “Or... Arche, that name works too.”
The wolves exchanged glances for a moment. They hadn’t left this place at all, so it was impossible for anyone around here to know them. Their inst
