Jaxen and Jonas came jogging from the woods to meet Greyson, they huffed and breathed heavily as they stopped in front of the alpha.
“I think we got the last rogue camp, I sent the warriors home to clean up.”
Greyson nodded to Jaxen and Jonas, “thank you so much Jonas for all of your help, having the extra warriors has helped us.”
Jonas gave a small bow back in respect while Jaxen plopped down to the ground and groaned.
He pulled off his sneakers and threw them to the ground, “godess d*mn shoes, they're giving me blisters.”
Greyson frowned, werewolves didn’t get blisters as they healed so fast. So he picked up the shoes to look at them and Jaxen stood up on his bare feet to look as well.
“Don’t you wear a size eleven?”
Jaxen looked suspicious, “yeah? So?”
“So these shoes ar
