Lydia's POV
"How do you know they are Hunters?" I whisper back to Gray, he gives me an obvious look.
"I've fought enough of those scum bags to be able to pick them out in a crowd," he tells me, "And I recognize one of them from the day we rescued you and Cassandra."
I grab his hand in panic, "He could recognize you."
"I know," he growls, his head and gaze focused on the table, "They are probably looking for Ray and Cassandra, I should warn them," he brings out a small phone just as a hand clamp down on his shoulder.
My spine goes tense and the hairs on the back of my neck stands on end as the huge man smiles at us, "Hello," he says in an oddly soft voice, "Mind if I join you?"
Gray growls but the man forces him back into his seat with his hand still on Gray's shoulder, "You gave my men quite the run for their money, Grayson. If you weren't a dirty rogue, I would have recruited you."
