Lycan's POV
It was late, almost midnight.
I climbed down from my car and walked into the pack house, it was empty.
I went into the study and found Crescent sitting there reading a book.
"Edward Jones is no where to be found, no one can smell him, not Ashlee, not fay... No one, it's as if he disappeared into thin air." Crescent said without looking up.
" He better stay invisible." I said taking a seat.
"Elvis and Colleen are soon to be married." Crescent said lighting his cigar.
" That's great, that's all you had to tell me?." I asked and he nodded.
He could have just told me over the phone.
In no time, bluish white smoke filled the entire room.
It was night time and he had called me to the pack house for a discussion, we were already done.
I stood up.
"Are you leaving?." Crescent asked me.
I nodded.
"Aren't you going to have a drink or something?."
