Brandon's p.o.v

"Fine." I answered strongly then sat down as Blake growled in frustration.

"We are being too lenient on these old fools." He said as I sighed.

"We sadly have no choice but to play nice. The two old men seem to know a lot more than many elderly Werewolves would know." I answered silently.

He huffed then calmly backed away. He too wanted to know what she was.

"So old man, I hate asking the same question twice. But I will because we want to know what our Luna is." ...