Chapter 49: State of the Pack

Jonathan and his pack don’t stick around, and Connor can’t officially do anything, but Abby takes us all out for a celebratory drink.

It’s a strange thing going to a bar as a pack of werewolves. Most people have no idea that they’re doing it, but they’ll move out of the way, or decide to finish and go home. They may excuse it to themselves one way or another, but we never have any difficulty finding enough tables nearby to bring them all together.

People might figure it out these days, now that people know that werewolves exist. But no one starts hurling wolfsbane at us or anything – not that it would do anything. There’s just the subtle movement, the way the waitress keeps glancing our way but doesn’t rush over to see what we need.

Abby orders a round of beer, bringing over three pitchers in one hand and a bunch of glasses in the other. As the drinks get poured, she smiles and looks around at us. “I have to say, that was pretty awesome.”