Adam nodded firmly. "We will be fine Mac." He made his voice reassuring and firm. He couldn't let his own doubts color his voice or scent. Not when Mac was such a new, inexperienced werewolf. Hell, even if Mac was a seasoned wolf Adam would still make it so he sounded confident and sure. Being unsure could be a sign of weakness and wolves didn't like being weak.
"I'm not sure how long we'll be here. Whatever magics that brought us here were powerful, more powerful than maybe even fae magic. So we will have to adapt and survive." He could tell Mac didn't like that thought. Neither did he, being away from his pack for so long yet still, Mercy was from not long after Mac and Adam was further along than the both of them. Yet he never once noticed Mercy missing for too long.
"Mac, calm down," he ordered when the teen began rambling. "If what Mercy and the others have said is true, then it appears that Satan, Lucifer, is very real here. If that's the case then we need to be extra careful."
As Mac seemed agreeable to learning more about controlling his wolf Adam nodded in approval. "I will keep you safe Mac." His voice was firm. "And we will get through this."