“Why should we participate in this?” asked the brown-haired man sitting at the end of the table.
“What do we gain?” questioned the woman across from him.
The room erupted into more questions and angry statements, ten men and women all arguing the same point. None wanted to participate in the exchange of strategies between packs.
“That is enough!” shouted Galen, silencing the group as he entered the room. “Stand at attention for your Alpha!”
Each man and woman immediately stood from their chair, placing their fist to their heart, their head bowed. Caleb entered the room. Without so much as a glance at those gathered, he walked directly to his chair.
“Sit,” he instructed.
“Yes, Alpha,” they all replied in unison, taking their seats once more.
Galen handed him a prepared folder with documents inside as he sat beside Caleb.
“How long since the last attack?” Caleb asked no one specific.
