Pack
"Again I ask, why? It's not as if the wolves are going to publicly proclaim our existence. They have their own secret to hide."
Cold blue eyes, old eyes, in a face forever young, pierced Thaddeus, or tried to. As if he could be so easily intimidated. "Do you need a reminder of our laws? Most specifically, the one which states that those who've fallen under the influence of one of our own must either turn themselves over to the control of another or perish when their master does."
A mocking smile tilted his lips. "Are we calling Roderick, that psychotic experiment, one of ours now? Funny, I would have thought the Lycans had first claim."