He did wondered if maybe he could convinced the two brothers to join his pack, he always needed more members. Actually if Beau and Sammy did join, they would have a pack of ten wolves which was a impressive number to have with a pack. He watched Sammy slumped against a tree and took out a pack of cigarettes.

You do know that if you join my pack....I can provide protection for you and your brother. He said.

Hunter looked to Sammy now with a small smile. Not many, but their are a few that cause problems and usually I am the one that has to deal with them because I can't have my own kind causing to much trouble. He said.

But rogues never bother the pack or the pack members....they are cowards and won't try anything when their are three or more wolves around. Hunter added.

Sammy carried on smoking his cancer stick, holing each toke in for as long as possible before letting it out, feeling himself calming down with each long drag. He hated getting angry at beau when he knew Beau didn’t mean to anger him. He just didn’t think.
On hearing Jack’s suggestion, he smirked slightly and shook his head though kept quite so as not to interrupt.

His attention turned back to Sammy when he spoke up, adding that the rouges never bothered the pack and feeling that somehow, if his family ever came here, they would have no problem causing problems for the pack. Sighing, he turned back to Jack, a look of disbelief on his face.
“I don’t think you understand. Nothing can stop my uncle’s pack once his mind is set on something. If he wants someone dead he will have his way, by any means necessary. They aren’t just your typical rouges; they have tactics and have learnt to work and fight together over the years. They will come and they will be take down this town like a storm with pure brutality and kill anything that stands in their way. Plus there are more of them than you… I mean, they have been around for generations, growing and increasing their strength and logic every day. It’s crazy, and I don’t want to bring that down on you.”

He dropped his gaze to Hunter again and then to the floor. “And you have too many young ones here… I couldn’t have them fight for us… I would never allow beau to fight against the. They are just too strong and too smart for us to outwit and take down. Plus I’d have to constantly be checking on him and that would mean putting myself at risk too. It just wouldn’t work.”

It was alittle upsetting hear that Sammy didn't believe in just how strong his pack really was. Even Hunter looked alittle mad at what Sammy had said and opened his mouth, but Jack gave him a look that told him to be quite.

Boy I have to burst your bubble but it takes more than a pack of wolfs to take down Somber...believe me if this pack wanted to do some serious damage...they will not only have the Somber Falls pack but other beings to worry about. He said and shook his head.

Have you ever heard of the Stone pack....they are a large and very ancient pack of Romanian werewolves....very deadly beings I must say......you are looking at one of the Alpha's son descendent so age isn't something that should play into factor on who is stronger. He added.

Jack couldn't help but to chuckle at the comment on young ones and looked to Hunter then Sammy. Don't underestimate my young ones....especially Hunter here he is actually my second in command, he has a baby face but he won't hesitate to tear someones throat out if need be. He said, speaking very truthfully.

Sammy looked at Jack through narrow eyes, as he spoke. The man’s words reminding him much of his uncles when he had been warned of other packs. He felt the man was very naïve for this but didn’t say anything. The day would one day come but Sammy felt he wouldn’t like to be there when it did. He knew his uncle and their pack had swarmed through many towns so far looking for them and knew how much destruction that had caused. Even their own kind had suffered and Sammy was growing sick of it. He didn’t want to see anyone else hurt just because of him.

Shaking his head again, he ran his hand through his hair in slight frustration.
“You don’t think they have already taken on more than one, two or three packs at a time? They have the biggest community in England, you have read about them in horror stories but no one actually believes they are real. They are sneaky and cover their tracks well to the point they have become things of legends where I am from. And no, I haven’t heard of that pack but I have had a very sheltered life. It wouldn’t surprise me if they haven’t clashed before.”

Turning back to Hunter, he raised a brow, still concerned for the young man’s safety. It wouldn’t be fair if the kid got harmed for trying to help him, not when Sammy believed there was such little chance of anyone surviving if the pack did come.
“I don’t doubt that you can stand your own ground Hunter, I didn’t mean that. I just meant I don’t want you risking yourself for me and my brother. If they ever came here we would lead them away but they will return if they ever find you were aiding us and they will attack anything with a pulse. And don’t get me wrong, you may have other packs to help you but so do they. The packs in England are run differently to the ones here and most owe my uncle their lives… If they ever got wind of where we are, I’d run. It’s not worth losing lives over. Forgive me but i can't talk about this right now.”

He sounded disgusted at his uncle’s powers but his voice wobbled with uncertainty. The thought of bringing trouble here filled Sammy with guilt for ever bringing their problems to the sleepy town now. Beau was in so much trouble for ever giving their secrets out but right now he needed to get his head around it all. There would always be that ‘what if?’ question at the back of his mind and quite frankly, it terrified him. His hand shook as he flicked the cigarette end to the floor and climbed back to his feet, wanting nothing more than to shift and run, get away from thoughts that now filled his mind and the people who were offering to put their lives on the line for him. Guilt was one thing Sammy could never live with.

He knew that boosting like that wasn't good, but he did want to prove a point to Sammy. It was right of the wolf to just think that his pack would be killed because of how dangerous this pack was. If need be, he could always call his old pack from Romania, they were always getting members every day. The Stone pack was a ancient and powerful clan of werewolves, some of its members were generations years old and Romanian wolves themselves were much bigger and muscular than normal wolves.

Hunter just looked back and forth between the two men and gave Sammy a reassuring smile. I know they run differently in Europe.....I am from Romanian and was apart of a pack of wolves their so yes they do run things differently....but we have allies over there as well. He said.

Hunter could hear what Sammy was thinking and sigh, standing up and walked over to the other wolf. You can't keep running away from your uncle forever you know.....one day you will have to face him and we are offering our help to you....don't underestimate me or my pack, its almost alittle insulting to me. He admitted with a frown.

Sammy sighed and leant back against the tree he had only moments ago being sat at. He smiled back at Hunter though it was a weak one before turning his attention back to Jack. He was glad that Jack seemed to understand that not all packs ran the same and he hoped that the man wouldn’t be naïve enough to think it would be an easy fight if the two packs ever did come head to head.

He looked back down at Hunter as the boy walked towards him, a small frown crossing his face at the younger boy’s words. He raised his eyebrow and turned to face him properly, taking a step forward so he was staring straight at the kid with a cold glare.
“I’ll stop underestimating you and your pack when you stop taking me for a joke and underestimating mine.”

With that, he pushed past the small kid, humiliated and angry and took off through the woods back to the roadside, halfway there he had turned, the wolf inside him taking over as he disappeared in to the darkness.

THE END.