Chapter 37 The Council Plots

The council room was full of werewolves. The heads of all the families in the pack were in attendance. The room was dark only lit by the logs burning in the fireplace.

There was a tense atmosphere in the room. Sam’s father Alpha Abaddon stood in the middle of the room wearing his ancient robes with engravings in golden color. He looked old too, frail as if one puff would turn him into smoke. He had his hood down but you could see that his movements were not so smooth. But finally when he spoke his voice carried that dangerous silkiness that everyone was so afraid of, normally when he spoke like that pack members knew it was trouble. Something had pissed him and he would make sure that something is rid off.

“For hundreds of years, no man or woman had betrayed their pack and joined the rival pack. No matter how low they were in the food chain of the pack, the wolves never changed loyalties and never stood up to Alpha. But times have changed now, someone did betray us, and it seems now