The old Drake mansion. No one would ever say the name. It clearly looked like it had seen better days. Much better days. However it was a perfect place for the pack to live. Jack honestly hated the place. It was dreary and horrid in his eyes. For some reason his father loved it. Nostalgia most likely. 

The old man watched the woman walk up. Only a hunter would be foolish enough to come here. She was packing heat in the form of silver. He motioned to the pack to be ready. He could smell his son on this woman. It was very faint but he could smell it. The old man was built like Jack but did not look like him. His hair was dark black but had streaks in it of grey hair. He and Jack did share one thing , the electric blue eyes. The old man looked like a usual Alpha. He walked up to the path meeting the girl half way. "What are you doing here, hunter. Our agreement said you stay out of here." He said clearly angry.