Carefully, I feel around the box and pop open the lid, I can barely make out the contents of the box, I start pulling things out of the box, wooden toys that felt handcrafted, I couldn't see it so I wasn't really sure but from the rough edges I guess it was home made. Maybe it belonged to this Nero person, the alpha's son who had law enforcement on his payroll. Just how rich was the bastard to have the CIA on his payroll. I needed to focus and stop getting mad at faceless werewolf men I hadn't met yet. From the impression I had gotten from Cody earlier about Nero, he seemed to be a workaholic. I guessed he was away on business since he wasn't here presently to gloat over their human slaves as the other wolves seemed to do.
I keep bringing stuff out from the box, from the feel of some it
