Ω TÉĹĹÉ Ω ÁŚĤÙŘ Ω ĆÔÔKŚ Ω
๑Don't turn your back
Telle took the jacket and thanked her, pressing it to the wound. But he wasn't letting he clean it for him, he could do that himself.
Telle sighed, knowing he had to leave Grace in the hands of her own kind, the police and doctors. He couldn't explain this to anyone, since Damien was a human now. And if he said he was attacked by wolves the humans would go after his pack, and possibly even him in wolf-form. Such irony.
He didn't answer Jason, he only went back upstairs. Grabbing the shovel, just in case. Damien was still unconscious from his fall, but he could wake up at any time.
Telle leaned against the wall, so he could see them but they couldn't see him.
you'll just get your a** kicked.๑