"Contract? What contract?" Ralph asked.
Now that he knew what he was, he was calmer. But he still had other questions, like, why were other werewolves constantly trying to kill him anytime he transformed?
"This contract," Kale said while flicking his finger at the round wooden table between them.
A stack of golden papers appeared on the wooden surface of the table, casting a warm glow and emanating an ethereal feeling.
Ralph looked at the papers, once again surprised by the mysterious powers of these people. He wondered where the papers came from.
"Read it," Kael said, gesturing toward the papers.
Zion and Ben took their hands off Ralph's shoulder, allowing Ralph to easily reach out to grab a contract paper.
He began to read the contents, picking up the second one and the third, and the fourth.
The details were clear to him, it was just like the contract Kael had with Marcus. There was almost no change.
