Wolfless Luna
All three of them holding hunting rifles.
“We’ve just gone out on a hunt,” Prince Julian said.
“Yeah, but it wasn’t at all successful,” Prince Nicholas said as he shifted, hiking the gun up from his side and in front of him, across his body.
In any other context I would have found it amusing that werewolves were using traditional weapons for hunting. But there was this eerie, unsettling air about them all as they stared at me. Like Helena and the others were looking right through my soul.
“Yes, and frankly I’m quite bored,” Princess Helena said with a feigned yawn. “Disappointed too. No meat or trophies to bring back.”