“Richard. His name was Richard.”
As soon as Azraiel and Charlotte hear that name their mind goes on alert mode.
By the looks of it, Azraiel instantly mind links his warriors to be ready for anything.
Either Caleb doesn’t notice the shift in the air or he is too stupid for his own good as he continues speaking.
“Richard-he… he said he could help me deal with the werewolf thing on one condition.”
“What condition?” Charlotte asks.
“He-uh wanted me to help him find his family.”
“Please continue.” It was an order even though Azraiel said please.
“He…he told me that his parents got killed in a werewolf war, but his siblings survived as they ran away. He wanted my help in finding them. I didn’t believe him but I knew of no other werewolf and I really was having a hard time controlling my wolf.” Caleb paused and looked at Charlotte.
