114 Arrivals

Gwyneth

I sat on the bench outside the warehouse with Marcus and Mason, watching them offload the goods. It was pure silver because the pack members had to cover their hands with gloves to load the bullets into the cartridges. It was plenty enough to wipe out an army of ten thousand wolves, and Simone did not have that number. So we were good. The edible silver came in dust form, and I intended to use it to reduce the population of the Fire, Wind and Gray Pack. My plan was wicked and would cause a blanket killing, but anyone in those packs was considered enemy already and would work against us if they had to.

"What do you intend to do with the silver dust," Mason asked, and I smiled and looked at both of them.

"Blanket Killing," I told them, and Marcus looked curious.

"I have instructed Alfred to target their ale making factories. Warriors always hang out at the pub. The silver would miraculously find its way into their ale and get into their system." I said, and Mason's eyes widen