Damian’s POV
"Send out the scouts," I commanded to the impressed generals while the elders stared in horror, my voice cold and commanding. "We will hunt down the rogues' hideout and eradicate them. None shall escape our wrath."
The generals nodded, fear and reverence in their eyes. They knew better than to question my authority.
I watched them call some people who appeared before them and was spoken to in low whispers.
They had witnessed firsthand the devastation I could unleash, the brutality with which I defended my pack.
As the scouts were dispatched, I turned my attention to the elders of my pack, their wise eyes filled with both admiration and concern.
"Any idea how we will still affect the pack?” I said, my voice filled with a heavy tone.
The elders shook their heads in fear.
