Good and bad news

WINTER'S POV

Rafael and I stepped back into the hall, our hands entwined. I hadn't intended to enter with him holding my hand, but it seemed I had little choice. I considered letting go, but Rafael's grip tightened each time I looked at him. And he glared at me, too. But it was a playful glare.

The Bwengbonyu hunters were seated around the round table in the spacious meeting hall. As soon as we approached, they stood up. There were only two of them; I assumed they represented the entire pack of hunters because they were the ones always coming here. Even the last time I met them at the Eclipse pack, they were the only two who went there.

"We meet again," Rafael said. "You're the Bwengoyu hunters, right?"

"Bwengbonyu," I corrected. "Do you have any news for us?"

Their presence here could only mean one thing – it had to be about the Vordrak lycans. They'd never visited unless it concerned them.

"We've brought news," said the burly man with blond hair and brown eyes. What was his name aga