Dean watched the video and clearly saw that a pack of Werewolves had attacked the NIRV base. It wasn’t some type of Wolf Altered or anything like that.
He recognized the movements, the way they transformed—everything that was different between Altered and Werewolves.
There weren’t several packs of Werewolves out there. Although the attackers looked young and Dean didn’t recognize any of them, they could only have come from one pack.
“It has to be Lupus and his group,” Dean said.
“Oh really? What took you so long to figure that out?” Rickle asked. “What I’m asking is why a pack of Werewolves attacked one of the NIRV bases. You’ve been acting strange since you came in, so my inkling is that you have something to do with it.”
Rickle’s eyes started to glow an even deeper red.
“We’ve worked together for years. Don’t make me force the truth out of you.”