The Pack's Rebels
“I’m saying not to be frightened because you now know that we’re different.”
“F-k, Rhett, we know you like boys, that’s not what we’re talking about,” Mr Jones chuckled slightly exchanging a look and a head shake with those around him. “That’s not what we’re talking about.”
“No. I mean, yes,” Rhett was slightly flustered and ran his hands through his hair. “Yes, I do like boys… Men I mean. Specific men, at least. And Aislen. But that’s not what I’m talking about either. I’m saying that people who are different are not monsters. Well,” he amended. “The zombies sort of are. What I’m saying, Mr Jones, is that werewolves exist, and they’re your friends and neighbors. They sit next to you at chur