Jeremy grunted as someone nudged him as he tried to pass.

"Sorry,man." The person apologized as he walked away.

Jeremy sighed. The house was full. During his visit to his cousin's place, he had succeeded in convincing the werewolves of the neighbourhood about his plans. Everything was easier than expected as many of them were willing to follow him to the war without question. He pegged that as his status being the reason for that.

However,they were all in his house for a small celebration. A celebration of the discovery of the chosen one after five hundred years which was why the living room and the kitchen were nearly cramped....