Werewolf Committee

"Do you know an Adrian?"

As soon as the words left Dales lips my head snapped to his. My mouth fell open as I looked at him in shock, meanwhile Dale stared at us in wait for an answer.

"Did he just say Adrian?" I murmured in a low voice as I shot Tate a look. Tate's eyes were calmly focused on Dale as he slowly walked towards Dale who held out the phone impatiently.

Surely it couldn't be Adrian, Adrian.

"Hello?" Tate grunted into the phone as he looked up at me, his hazel eyes reassuring me.

There has to be at least another hundred Adrian's right?

Tate just stood there for a moment and didn't say anything. I could just imagine the other line listening to his short, steady breaths.

Dale and I didn't dare speak as we silently watched Tate. After what felt like hours but were only mere seconds, Tate let out a huff and slammed the phone down onto its receiver.

"They hung up," he mumbled as he squeezed his eyes shut and ran a hand through his hair, lightly tugging at it.

"Who's Adrian?" Dale asked the million dollar question as his question lingered in the air, no one bothering to answer.

"An ex lover maybe?" He chimed in as he looked at Tate with an amused smirk.

I rolled my eyes and opened my mouth to speak, but in less than a second he disappeared from my line of vision and my head snapped to the wall where he was pushed up against.

"Tate!" I gasped.

and had him slammed against the bookshelves lining

something to do with this?" Tate hissed through clenched teeth as his

through the little amount of air he

something Adrian would

If werewolves had heightened

stop," I said in what I hoped was a firm voice. Though, I

as he closed his mouth in a

growling towards an alpha

of releasing Dale. It could of been possible Dale might've possibly knew something, but Tate wasn't going

I glanced over to the small vase hiding in the corner of the room. Lifting up my palm I motioned towards it and

appeared in front of me in less than a second his eyes were pitch black and he was breathing forcefully through

a

with a sigh. Looking back up his eyes were back to

and tired, I felt

didn't answer

Dale asked in horror

and tried to burn us alive. That psycho turned out to be Duncan," I said in a nonchalant voice, as if I were talking about the

two of

"-though that phone call just made this

nodded slowly as he

awe, "-you mean those

Dale as a grin played on

we exist," I