We are currently seated in a spacious conference room.
In front of us, the Head of the Council and my father sit behind a massive table, with Beta Zen on their right and Johnston to their left.
Two other Betas and Gammas from Windcrest are there as well, including Cole's two brothers. Lyle and Justin stand dejectedly, their shoulders slumped in defeat. The loss of their Alpha brother has hit them hard and as it stands now, none of them will succeed him. The disapproval of the President of the Council hangs in the air and discourages anyone from taking the risk of a repeat by appointing one of them.
The news of Cole's death has already spread throughout the pack and beyond but aside from a few sluts who were close to him, there is little mourning.
"We extend our condolences to the famil
