Chapter ninety one

As Darell drove towards the packhouse, his mind raced with all the possibilities of what his mother needed to discuss with him. Was it something urgent? Was it about the recent attacks on their pack by the neighboring vampire clan? Darell knew that Aimea was a strong and capable woman, but he couldn't help feeling a twinge of concern.

When he arrived at the packhouse, he quickly parked his car and made his way inside. He was greeted by his mother's assistant, who ushered him into her office. Aimea was sitting behind her desk, her expression serious.

"Darell," she said, as he entered the room. "Thank you for coming so quickly."

"Of course, Mother," Darell replied, taking a seat in front of her desk. "What's going on? Is everything alright?"

Aimea sighed. "No, Darell, everything is not alright. I just received some troubling news from Nathan, the leader of the West Burn pack. He says that he's been receiving threats from an unknown source, and he thinks that it might be our pack."

Darel