Alpha Azrael Herrington sat down at the head of the table contemplating the matters that has gone on for hours.
After Mrs. Tarcher had raised her suggestion, so had also, a couple of others around the table.
Azrael was deep in thought as he considered all the different suggestions.
He suddenly looked at Mrs. Tarcher as a thought occurred to him, "What did you say about the werewolf ranking session?"
Mrs. Tarcher wanted to respond, but before she could get a word in, a messenger suddenly ran into the room where the ruling council was gathered and he ran up to the Beta, Londan Grey, and whispered something in his ear.
Londan Grey collected an enveloped parcel from the messenger and stood up and walked towards the Alpha.
Beta also whispered into the ears of Alpha Azrael.
"This Parcel just arrived from Zurich. They are especially inviting you as the new Alpha to take part in the ranking match, it contains your pass to get access into the gathering. It also contains a card which gives you access to 2 million dollars as a gesture." Londan Grey explained.
Azrael couldn't help but be surprised. He knew nothing came for free, this offer seemed pleasing but he knew deep down inside that there would be more to it than just that.
'This all seems too tempting, it's like they are doing everything to ensure I come, so what would happen when I get there?'
Azrael looked at his beta as he went to sit and also at the messenger that came to deliver the news.
He had mixed feelings about it all.
"Come..." Azrael beckoned on the messenger. The Messenger was a bit shaky as he heard the beckoning of the Alpha.
He felt like someone who had been placed in the midst of high-tension power lines.
He moved slowly toward the Alpha as if he was counting his steps. His grey trousers were vibrating as if he doing a new kind of dance.
The area around his crotch started getting wet as his fear got the best of him.
"Are you that scared of me?" Alpha Azrael asked in surprise and the other members of the council laughed.
The messenger eventually got within touching distance of the Alpha.
"Who sent in this package...?" The Alpha asked.
"It-it...was a woman, she wore specs, and a green dress, she said she came from Zurich, the werewolf headquarters to deliver this and that it was urgent that it be given to the Alpha, she also told me about the Ranking match and the 2 million in it.. * The messenger said everything he had relayed to the beta.
Alpha Azrael looked with a frown. "The headquarters in Zurich.. huh?" The messenger nodded in response, he felt a bit more comfortable around the Alpha now, but his trousers were wet with urine.
"This ranking match is in two months' time, in that case, we will all go, all members of the council, the strongest members of the army, and special representatives from the werewolf community." Alpha Azrael instructed.
The members of the council were excited. They didn't understand why the Alpha even bothered to hesitate. They felt it was a good deal with 2 million dollars to spare, that could even last them for a while.
With that, the meeting was called off and everyone went their separate ways.
Azrael and his beta, Londan Grey were the only ones left in the room.
"This could be a trap, Alpha Azrael..., you killed Alpha James and I think the council of werewolf Elders is scared that there is someone capable of killing an immortal werewolf. They may want to use this time to eliminate you..." Londan Grey spoke with worry.
"I know..." Alpha Azrael responded.
"So my lord, why did you go along with it?" Beta Londan was surprised and curious.
Alpha Azrael smiled.
"Sooner or later they would come over here to attack, I might as well go over there and show them who I am... besides we need the money right now. Our businesses aren't progressing well, and our food stock is rapidly declining. We might as well just get their money and have fun doing it..." Azrael responded.
He then looked at the perplexed expression of his beta. "Don't worry Londan, they cannot kill me..." Azrael spoke as if he had read his thoughts.
Londan looked at him with a more curious expression, he thought, 'what makes you say that? even an immortal was killed, let alone you against an entire army of immortals..." He didn't say that out loud, he only pondered on that in his mind.
Alpha Azrael also didn't speak further on that subject.
"Rally the people together and inform them of the journey to Zurich in two months time. Also, use the money to restock our food stock and also ensure that we pay off all outstanding debts." Alpha Azrael instructed as he slowly got up and started to walk toward the exit.
"Alright my lord" Londan nodded in acknowledgment.
Alpha Azrael walked out and a car was waiting to drive him to his quarters.
He looked in the car and saw the driver sitting patiently and waiting for him.
"Drive home, I'll take a walk," Azrael said.
"Yea my lord..." The driver nodded in obedience. He was already used to the Alpha sometimes deciding to take a walk rather than being driven home.
The sun was shining brightly in the sky. Everywhere was hot like a rainstorm of heat. The ground was bringing out smoke to show just how hot it was.
If someone were to walk barefoot, they probably would get sunburned.
Despite the intense heat, Alpha Azrael walked through the busy street in his simple green T-shirt with the clothes-arms folded up to a point close to the Elbow, and black trousers that have a sheen that made it reflect in sunlight.
This reflection just depicts how expensive the trousers must have been.
He found the street busy with people moving left right and center.
It was at that time he saw a young female running in his direction.
She was being chased by hefty men carrying cutlasses.
This surprised him greatly as he stopped and looked.
The female jumped and spun, easily passing the middle of the men. She was like a fish in water, meandering her way through a crowd of people.
The huge burly men were swinging their cutlasses in every direction.
The woman saw Alpha Azrael standing aloof and watching.
She didn't know the identity of Alpha Azrael, she thought that Azrael was probably a commoner who was smitten by her and she decided to use him as a shield.
She ran towards him and tried to grab his clothes.
Azrael shifts so fluidly causing the girl to lose balance, trip and fall.
The hefty men were laughing as they got closer.
"Stay down stray dog, you're surrounded..." One of the three Hefty men spoke.
"Thank you, commoner..." Another said to Alpha Azrael thinking he helped them.