"Damn those dead species." came the angry roar from Jasper, the alpha of the werewolf pack, as he sat in his study with his trusted beta, Alfred, by his side.
Frustration and concern weighed heavily on his shoulders as he remembered his just concluded meeting with the elders of the pack.
They had expressed their dissatisfaction with the ongoing war against the vampires and urged Jasper to find a way to secure victory.
"When is this going to end? Alpha Jasper. It does not look like we have the upper hand here." the former beta, Lord Martins, also his father's friend said.
"They had attacked our pack and kidnapped one of our own, destroyed the masking spell we had spent a lot of time preparing. They have access to our secret and our weaknesses but we do not know anything about them, who said they are not currently planning another attack in retaliation to the damage that was done to them during the raid." Lady Brenda, the only woman in the council of the 4 elders said.
