The Pack's Dragon
“What are your thoughts on that?”
“What werewolves?” Aislen raised an eyebrow at Phillip. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed but the Triquetra are hybrid, Talen’s a vampire, and I’m… well, an Emissary whatever that is. A child of a god,” she corrected herself as Stella made a slight movement. “I get it, a descendent from a god. A telepath, and a half-trained witch,” she added, with a wry smile. “None of us are werewolves, and if we’re leading the battle against the Van Helsings, and if I’m this so-called Emissary that everyone’s counting on, then the answer is, no, the werewolves won’t defeat the Van Helsings, because my mates and I will.”