Beckett

Werewolves are like machines. When in their pack, they will move in sync with each other fluidly. It’s as if they’re running in time ahead of us, knowing when we’ll blink next, when we’ll lift our eye and when they should move just enough so that we won’t see them right before us. They’re also masters of disguise. Despite my being the narrator of this story, I still don’t know just how they do it. How they can hide in plain sight without you even seeing them there, all they have to do is shift their body in just the right away and they’re out of sight. I know I make them seem like something else, but there really is something in the genetic make-up of a werewolf that makes them completely unlike any human. They bleed danger.