Micah was being watched, but he didn’t care. He studied the setup they had out here.
It was wild, computers, electronics, solar panels, all the things you’d expect from a modern group of people but not from shifters.
“What are you looking at?” Geoff, a shifter that had held him down earlier growled at him.
“Your setup.” He wasn’t hiding. “This is what you have against that whole pack?” Micah knew there was more to it than this, but they didn’t need to know that.
“Of course not. We have no...