The Pack's Rebels
“The vampire blood of my line is a cure for this disease, and Harry is one of my children.”
“Right,” Rohan said. “So, what’s the plan?”
The arrival of the witches’ vehicles interrupted them, and Jules and Harry dismounted the Unimog in order to direct them towards the hospital.
There was a beeping of phones that was greeted with excitement, everyone within visual range stopping to pull their devices from their pockets. “Everyone keeps their phones on them just in case the Secret Keeper sends a message, apparently,” Rohan said looking around, before looking at Aislen and raising his eyebrows. “I thought you were the Secret Keeper? But you’re here, so you can’t be sending the message.”