CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX (36)

"Alpha Fergus...I warn you. This would be the dreadful mistake you've ever done in your life" A warning tone came beside him but his notoriety was glued to the sealed tomb before him, an impish hint in his eyes and a smirk on his lips.

"No, I think this would the best decision I've ever made in my life, apart from killing that limp-wristed called my father" His tiny voice spoke, coming to stand beside the tomb, taller and larger than he could ever be.

Alpha Fergus, leader of The Midnight pack. A man barely the size of a normal man, 4ft tall, short but mighty. Had a round face with moles on his cheek and forehead. His hair was brown and short, falling messily on his forehead, his eyes were a dark grey, his pupils larger than typical and his voice was what you could describe as a five years old girl singing but never for once had he let his size and voice be an obstacle to getting what he wanted and when a witch portended his destiny aslee