Chapter 50 ARE YOU ASKING FOR HELP?

— Kaden — “First off,” I said. “My condolences.” Michael Thomas was sitting on the other side of my computer screen, next to Darren. “Thank you,” Michael said. I could hear how raw the emotions were in his voice. “What happened?” He took a few seconds to order his thoughts and emotions before he answered. “We’re not sure yet, the place was ransacked, the b—,” he took a long breath in. “The bodies,” he said his throat tight. “Were mauled. Werewolves.” “Was...