Beryl's POV
The moon was out, and I was thankful that it wasn't a full moon as my feelings for the full moon were not over yet.
I walked out to the tree and thought of ways to screen the Omega warriors. I had twenty people. My first test would be the late ones. The last two people will leave at only thirty, after which I'll do some screening for the twenty I need.
I tapped my foot against the tree as I watched the crescent moon. I always loved its shape, which is always as if it had been eaten by someone who thought the teeth weren't visible. I smiled to myself as a sense of duty came over me. I was indeed born to lead, and I can't complain about it.
I stood for a few minutes and then whistled out loud, loud enough that every werewolf in this pack would hear it, but then only the thir
