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.

scruff of his neck and had him slammed against the bookshelves lining

clenched teeth as his eyes darkened dangerously, solemnly focused on his

are you talking about!" Dale wheezed through the little

something Adrian would

looked beyond mad. If werewolves

hoped was a firm voice. Though, I was successfully

closed his mouth in a thin

an alpha

could of been possible Dale might've possibly knew

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

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

took a hesitant step

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

irritated and tired, I felt

guiltily. I risked a glance at Tate who didn't

going on?" Dale asked in horror as he looked

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

between the two of us. Either he genuinely has nothing to do with it or

phone call just made this a

as

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

offended. I glared at Dale as a grin played on Tate's

And yes, we exist," I snapped as I narrowed