Chapter 136 The Voice Of The Werepeople

• I rushed outside the tent to see Ray and four of his men waiting under a huge willow tree. They were all wearing old, thin clothes, despite the cold weather; they must have shifted into their wolf form and traveled from Tyrell to this place.
• I stopped a few meters away from him, wary enough not to get too close, thinking it might be another assassination attack. Knowing that he perceives me as overly welcoming and trusting makes the situation more troubling, but I am not that kind of person anymore. And whatever reason he had to come to the camp, I hope it wasn’t bad news about Claire and my child.
• “What are you doing in here?” I asked him with a frown, never expecting his presence in this forest full of vampires. He and his company created a heavy tension in the atmosphere, and I had to lead them out of sight of Jonas’s men before any trouble would happen.