Chapter  329

ZADE The drive toward Moonridge had been tense from the moment we left pack territory. Rivers sat in the passenger seat beside me, his usual easy demeanor replaced with the focused alertness of a warrior preparing for battle. Lyn was in the back with Lynn, maintaining his mental connection with Shawn while his twin monitored his vitals to make sure he wasn't burning himself out. Two of our best guards----Marcus and Theo----followed as well, ready to provide backup if things went sideways.   Which, given our track record lately, seemed almost guaranteed.   "So," Rivers said after we'd been driving for about forty minutes in relative silence, "I've been meaning to ask about werewitches. We've spent so long shunning all supernaturals that aren't werewolves, and now we're discovering they're way more complicated than we thought."   I glanced at him, noting the genuine curiosity in his expression. Rivers had always been one of my more progressive advisors----open to change, willing to quest