“All they said was, ‘A Smith,’ which I found quite vague.” “There are two sets of Smiths in this world,” Max said. Charlie frowned. “I’m sure there are more than two—” “One set are wolverines,” she went on, “but they’d never come after us because of Dutch. And then there’s the Smith Pack that, I believe, is crazy enough to come after us.” “Smith Pack?” Charlie thought for a moment. “Didn’t Gramps mention them once?” Max nodded. “He said we were never to date or have pups with them or he would, without a doubt, disown us.” “Disown us from what? He got nothin’.” “Just his love.”