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.

of his neck and

this?" Tate hissed through clenched teeth as his eyes darkened

talking about!" Dale wheezed through the little amount of air he had in his

think that's something Adrian

werewolves had

was a firm voice. Though, I was successfully

said his eyes darkening as he closed his mouth

an alpha was

of releasing Dale. It could of been possible Dale might've possibly knew something, but Tate

room. Lifting up my

as he turned around and appeared in front of me in less than a second his eyes were pitch black

took a

this, Tate huffed and covered his face with a sigh. Looking back up his eyes were back

looked beyond irritated and tired, I

thought you needed a little refreshment," I mumbled almost guiltily. I risked a glance at Tate who didn't answer me and just grabbed my waist and slammed me into his chest, holding me in

in horror as he looked

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

in our beta Duncan?" Dale asked in shock as he looked between the two of us. Either he genuinely

gruffly said, "-though that phone

as he

awe, "-you mean those things actually exist?"

I glared at Dale as

yes, we exist," I snapped as I