Three Years Later
When I met the Alpha King, he greeted me like a long lost friend. Henry and I got closer as did the King and I. He told me to call him Louis, but I would only do that if it was him, Henry or me alone. If any of the other pack members were present, I would call him Alpha or Sir. And when we were any where formal, I’d call him Sire; and he hated it. The second year I was in his pack, I showed him what I could do. When he found out that he could shift into anything as well, he made me teach the rest of his pack.
By the second year, I had created a new division. I dubbed them the watchers, and the name stuck. Their role was similar to that of the guards, but during any kind of battle, they’d shift into birds to help give us an advantage on the field. It puzzled everyo
