#Chapter123
/"How many warriors do we have?/" Dom questioned, looking up from the pile of paperwork in front of him. I glanced at him, /"20 give or take, I'll speak to Cory./" I answered. /"So, we'll leave in 2 days./" He mentioned. My eyes went wide and I frowned. /"2 days?/" I glared. /"No, we to leave... like now./" I insisted. He sighed and shook his head. /"You know the protocol for what the council is asking for./" He stressed.
The council come to this pack for help because of Amaris and Alex. They use the Dark Wolves as a threat because no one can beat them. Over the years, I've realised they only call when something is bad, something they are struggling to contain. So, whatever happened at my old pack is serious.
