Chapter 41

My eyes widened, observing the scene in front of me. A human hunter groaned in pain, hopping on one foot. I let out a relief breath to see that he accidently shot himself on the foot whilst grabbing his weapon back from a fiery red head. Once the rogues grabbed every weapon from their hands, the hunters shrunk back and were prepared to run. However, Henry held up his hand and ordered, “Stay. We did not come here to run. If you run, they will chase you like dogs do.” We growled at him, but he glared at us with hate. “What the hell is going on?” Another hunter asked, retreating from a growling blonde-haired woman. Galam walked out onto the open field. He stood beside Jarred who positioned himself in front of us. “Galam?” Henry’s eyes widened. “Son, what are you doing?” “I’m Alpha Galam of the Crescent Pack,” Galam growled, crossing his arms across his chest. “Looks like you guys weren’t so smart after all.” “Ki