The Lord of the Scarecrows

Raul followed closely behind the governor and Tom who were like his guide in this quest. He only followed their directives being the youngest werewolf amid elders. The lord of the cartel led them into a closed-door area that seemed like his office.

It was a scanty office with just a sofa, table, and chairs to sit. There was a small refrigerator there as well where he stuffed all his refreshments. He took a seat in his chair while the others sat on the sofa.

“We appreciate the audience and we assure you that you will be diligently rewarded for this.” Tom began as they settled down. “Raul here needs our support to bring about a change in both our worlds and birth a world where humans and werewolves can live in harmony without fear or oppression from anyone.”

“Hmm… if that’s doable then I will support you.” The Lord replied. He put his feet up on the table and one of his men brought him a cigar and some alcohol poure