Adam's grin was answered with a faint smile of her own. She'd been on the verge of closing her bag to save the food for after they finished hunting, but the mention of a never-ending food supply meant she could keep right on eating, which made both her and coyote happy. Absently licking some salt from a finger, Mercy pulled out her second burger and ate it much slower than the first.
"Plus the woman who just showed up - she said she gave birth," Mercy pointed out, then shook her head half in wonder. Even if there had been only one other werewolf around, dominant fights could still be an issue. "But no pack....of any kind?" Honestly, Mercy was surprised that Adam hadn't formed a pack himself, given he was an Alpha. The pack supported the Alpha nearly as much as the Alpha supported his pack, so that meant that he needed someone...and she wasn't anywhere close to being enough.