Chapter 632

• Griffin stood with the cup in his hand and watched the coffee pot fill. They’d moved to a hotel, that as far as he could tell was filled with various shifters from the Alliance. He had no idea where he was, but regardless of how many warriors were lurking near the prince, he didn’t feel safe. He would probably never be safe until Aiden and his associates were all dead. From conversations he’d overheard, they didn’t plan on incarcerating any in the top levels of the sadistic groups, the ones imprisoning shifters on the merit that they were different.
• He’d come to understand one more thing in the last two days, humans, or one-forms as they were referred to, were the cruel, maniacal animals, not the shifters. These people he’d met in the past few days were nicer than any of the ones he’d been around all his life.
• “You just going to stare at it, or were you going to get some?”