Carl was ready to check out what was happening, but he couldn't help but wish his brother was here with him. Angelo always had a way of making everything seem so easy. He always made everything effortless even though there was a lot needed to accomplish it all.
The humans were revolting and that wasn't really a good idea for them. They would be the ones getting hurt because Angelo could simply replace the humans with the wolves he trusted and the ones he knew would never go against him.
Frankly, he could have already done that if he wanted to, but he needed to retain his people, a choice that was now apparently proving to be a pain in their already pained asses. As he got out of the gates of their home, Carl couldn't help but fall in love with the way the air hit his face.
