Chapter 35-2

Approaching the gated entrance, we join the line of recruits. Everyone has shifted into their wolf form. Panting slightly, I freeze at the sight of a raging Kurt bellowing at Uncle Jerry. "What the fuck do you mean -- inside job?" Flecks of spit cling to his lips. "I will have all of you interrogated and hung for treason." "Don't question me and my recruits!" Uncle Jerry roars back, flexing his muscles. "If anything, you have endangered this pack! You have a lot of enemies, boy." "What did you just call me?" Kurt mutters dangerously, eyes glowing. "Enough!" Dad interrupts, racing down the stairs. "Argue later. We have to deal with this." He's dressed in his patrol gear, ready for action. It's weird to see him in this format; I'm used to watching him leave for any pack emergency, and that's that. I never think of the backstory, or the problem he'll have to face. "Listen up." Dad composes himself. "A short whil