Lenny
I didn't go inside the pack house entirely.
I remained at the door, waiting to see what would happen. Korvain stared at the pack house door for a few minutes before turning and heading towards the car.
I watched as the convoy of expensive vehicles pulled away from the pack house, their tinted windows reflecting nothing as they disappeared down the winding driveway.
"They came in cars," I muttered under my breath. "But dressed like prehistoric warlocks."
The moment the last car vanished from sight, Elder Eldric rushed inside the pack house. As soon as he saw me, he ran to my side, his face pale with worry.
"Lenny, you shouldn't have told them off like that," he said urgently, gripping my arm with surprising strength. "You have no idea who those men really are."
