"Slave market?" Riley looked insulted as he rose to his feet. "I told her I was a shifter, not a were." He scowled, "East Pack doesn't need humans as playthings, we don't need humans at all." They weren't like the fucking crazy weres who liked to toy with them for fun, or the vampires who needed to eat them to survive. For the most part, East Pack just wanted to be left alone, but now that Riley knew they were being hunted, they would have to do something to protect their borders.
"I want to come with you." Riley announced, crossing his arms as if to prove his point. "You look paler than normal, and I'm not leaving you alone."