The Planning

Night has come for the Devorare Pack, though not late enough to let sleeping wolves lie. On this evening, in the dungeon, one certain werewolf is being met with a certain guest, and was told quite the interesting news.

"The Alpha... wants to see me?" Ellie asked, baffled by what Jengo told her.

"I believe I did not stutter. Now was I speaking in a different language," the Beta said. He with a pair of guards by his side. "It's in regards to your punishment. Be grateful, you damn mutt. The Alpha is feeling a little merciful towards you, since your pack has gone and died on you. Leaving you hopelessly homeless and helpless for what is to come for you."

Ellie was completely confused by what Jengo was saying. The Hermit Pack died? How? More importantly... why would she be bothered by what happens to them? And what did he mean that she was homeless? She was practically already homeless after that pack was done with her.

It wasn't until she saw the guy wink at her that she realized... he was