*Pryce Winsley's POV*
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"Show us your beast form, Pryce." Oriana Hildebrand, the head of the Worldwide Werewolf Council, aka my grandmother, ordered while I stood in the center of the room, circled by a huge screen with people in them. Six mighty leaders of each Continental Werewolf Council, who were currently in the other parts of the world, and here with me are the queen, General Rayver- aka Ali's right-hand, and my grandmother.
And honestly, all I feel is pressure. For the last ten minutes of me being in this room, it seemed like the spotlight had been on me always. I mean, I am used to being the one that leads, commands, and manages my employees at the academy, but this one is hugely different. It's pretty monstery, and damn, I am clueless as heck being one of them, a werewolf. An
