A Handsome Demonic Man

••• Abigail’s POV ••• Since traveling with Tynan, we had gone to some remote towns, and I used my weak image to get them to drop their guards; then Tynan killed them and raided their belongings. And today was no exception. We had just arrived in a small town, and I needed to find some ‘food’ for him. It was dinner time, and there weren’t many werewolves loitering around. He seemed to always find quiet towns consisting of only one or two small packs where they were used to peace, and no one would think twice about helping strangers. I walked around aimlessly, hoping to find some werewolves so I could eat dinner myself. As I was wandering around the quiet area of the town, I saw a group of werewolves in their late twenties or early thirties in their human forms, both she-wolves and he-wolves, who looked like they had just finished having dinner. I walked past them and pretended to lose my balance. “Ah!” I screamed and fell carefully to the ground. I had mastered pretending to fall withou