Chapter 65 A meeting with the human representatives.

Two days later…

We stepped into the Mayor's office, the atmosphere tense with anticipation. My hand found its way to Noel's arm as I took in the surroundings. My gaze swept the room, landing on three men, all older than Noel by a good decade.

“Good morning, gentlemen,” Noel greeted them with a cordial smile. “I am Noel Wilkinson and this is my wife, Adelynn.”

“Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Wilkinson,” the mayor greeted us back. “We appreciate you coming, Mr. and Mrs. Wilkinson. Please take a seat.”

We settled into the plush armchairs, and the mayor introduced the two other men to us. “This is Mr. Simon, and this is Mr. Dawn. They want to talk about several concerns before we renew our cooperative agreement and peace treaty.”

“Sure, I am open to any discussion,” Noel said.

Mr. Dawn, a man with eyes like flint, spoke first. "Mr. Wilkinson," he began, his voice low and gravelly, "we have concerns about the recent increase of missing persons in town, and we suspect that the werewolves are involved