Restoring The Blue Eyed Wolf.

Chapter 86.

Jane's POV.

It's such a relief to know my kids are safe and here in this pack. This girl kept to what she said and got them here safely. I never should have allowed myself to join up with these werewolf hunters.

Turns out they aren't all mindless beasts like we had been told. So here I am, in an interrogation room talking to the Luna of the pack about all I know of the werewolf hunter group I was in.

First I'm telling her about how they approached the subject with me.

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A few months prior.

I had just left my kids alone with the babysitter and made my way to a local restaurant that was practically famous in this town.

I'm meeting with a few friend I hadn't seen in a while. Upon walking in I was motioned over to a table. Turns out I was the last one to arrive. Once I'm seated we go about ordering our drinks and food before we dive into conversation.

David didn't look too happy. Usually he's a big ball of energy but today he seemed down and out of it. My motherly instincts seem to kick in at seeing him like that and I move my hand across the table and place it on top of him gently.

He startled out of his thoughts and looks at me. The entire table goes quiet at this. " David, what's on your mind? I can tell you're upset about something. " I said.

He hesitates a few moments before his shoulders sagged down and he sighs. " I've been having nightmares again about my friend. " he said.

" The one where he died?" Asks another from the other side of the table.

David nodded. " Yes. "

" You never did tell us how he died. " said the same guy.

" Don't you think it's insensitive to ask him to relive the memories of his friends death?" I growled in anger.

The guy flinched as he realized what he had asked. " Dang, I didn't realize that. Sorry David. " he said.

" It's ok man. I-I can tell you. " he said.

" It's ok. You don't have to. Just know we are here for you and willing to listen if you ever do want to tell us. " said the only other female here.

David smiled. " I think it's time I tell you anyway, but to start it off. I have an important question for you all. " he said.

There was six of us at this table. David, Paul, Oscar, Felix, Fiona and myself. We all look at him curiously. " You're among friends here. You can ask us anything. " I said.

" I know this is going to sound crazy but just bear with me on this. " he said.

My nerves climbed up a bit at what he was saying. " We're your friends. No question is too crazy." Said Paul.

David nods. " Ok then. What are your thoughts on werewolves?" He asked.

The entire table goes silent and our eyes widen. Werewolves? There's no way he's seriously asking us about those mythical creatures.

Paul then starts to laugh. " There's no way you mean what you just asked, right?" He asked. David shot him a glare and Paul sobered up right away. " Wait, you're serious about this?"

" I wouldn't have asked it either way. " said David.

" Werewolves are a myth though. Why does our opinion on them matter when they don't even exist?" Asked Felix.

" I know there have been wolf sightings close by but I wouldn't have even thought about werewolves." Said Fiona.

" Why would you ask us about werewolves?" Asked Oscar.