CHAPTER 46: A HELPING PAW. 

Zane's POV "We mean no harm; we just want to know if you have any useful information about the people that attacked my pack."  "I understand, and I believe you. Rogues wouldn't come in and try to negotiate; they'd storm in like the mindless monsters they are." The alpha finally spoke. The hall adds echoes to his words.  He stood up from his chair and walked to us. "I would be glad to help you. My name is Nell, leader of the Fangs." He extended his hand, and we shook. The woman followed and stood behind him. "I see the woman by your side is human; what is she to you?"  "My mate." I didn't see the necessity of the question, but I answered regardless.  His eyes swept over Talia and he returned to face me, a smirk plastered on his face. "We can move elsewhere to discuss." He turned to the woman. "Prepare a meal for guests while we talk." We were led to a room with a long dinner table. I found it a bit weird that we had only come across about three other werewolves before we reache