“That damned Demon Alpha!” Lucas roared. His voice echoed through the council hall. The council members looked on with varying degrees of amusement and annoyance. They had gathered to witness Lucas’ outburst after feeling “disrespected” by Amos.
Many of them couldn’t help but hide a laugh, finding humor at how easily triggered the old man was, especially considering he had brought it upon himself by deciding to hold an interrogation of Patrick. They were also starting to get annoyed by him but couldn’t really voice it out.
Thomas Fiel, one of the remaining pack betas and Lucas’ son, stepped forward, attempting to calm his father. “Please calm down, elder. You’re only making the situation even worse,” he pleaded, his voice tinged with frustration.
Thomas had grown increasingly annoyed by
