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.

his neck and had him slammed against

clenched

you talking about!" Dale wheezed through the little amount of

something Adrian

looked beyond mad. If werewolves

I said in what I hoped was

his mouth in a thin line, trying to stop the growl from escaping

not, growling towards an alpha was always counted

been possible Dale might've possibly knew something, but Tate wasn't going to get anywhere

A little grin played on my lips as I glanced over to the small vase hiding in the corner of the room. Lifting up my

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

took a hesitant

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

and tired, 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

whats going on?" Dale asked in horror as he looked at me, the vase and back at

to burn us alive. That

our beta Duncan?" Dale asked in shock as he looked between the two of us. Either he genuinely has nothing to do with it

Tate gruffly said, "-though that phone call just made this a whole

slowly as

"-you mean those things actually exist?" Dale asked in

offended. I glared at Dale as a grin

exist," I