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Alpha Ryan's POV “Alpha, the car is ready,” I heard Taylor inform me through the mind link. “Alright,” I replied before making my way out of the packhouse, responding to the greetings of the pack members with a curt nod as I passed them by. “Alpha,” The guard greeted with a bow, holding the door open. I give him a silent nod, stepping into the car immediately. “How many packs are going to be in attendance?” I ask with a head tilt. “Twelve,” I give another nod. We were on our way to the werewolf council meeting in our region that took place monthly. The whole journey, the car was filled with silence until the car came to an abrupt stop. I glance out of the window, to be met with the sight of an unfamiliar environment with only trees surrounding the vehicle. “Are we there yet?