Joe smiled at Lillian and lifted Daniel off the counter. "We'll be back in a few hours." He called out before closing the door and walking to the truck.
After Joe left Malik arrived, panting and staggering back into town. He walked to the middle of the town and sat near the water fountain, breathing hard. Tyson walked up to him, Malik smiled at the familiar face. About 15 minutes later another, much, much large group of werewolves entered, about 150 in all, led by a man with white hair, though his features were young. He had small, shrewd eyes that made him seem cunning, and a smirk that screamed arrogance. He sat by Mailk and sapped him on the back. "Too tired to do anything else, eh?" He asked. Malik laughed in a fake manner. "Yes, Zander, yes, you're right." Malik them got up and moved to walk to his own house.
Zander stood up and walked into the town. "So?" He spread his arms out wide and turned around. He was a strong man, shorter than Joe but with a few scars on his face. "Where is Daniel? Or does this mean I'm the fucking Alpha here?!" He called out.