Chapter Hundred-Eighty-Eight - Changing Faces
Stefan turned to his Beta in slight amusement. "Oh, you made them Elder? I was never invited to their ceremony."
Cade gulped down nothing. Why was that awful prank catching up with him now? And in front of his Alpha?
"We haven't had the ceremony yet." Elder Baka rubbed his palms together. "We hope to, as soon as—"
"Sorry," Stefan interrupted, "but they are no openings for Elders. Only warriors, if your body will let you."
The two werewolves suffered paralysis for a split second. Then marched towards the Alpha, making Stefan frown.
"We are the elders of Black Claws Pack! What do you mean you don't have an opening for us?!" Elder Uso yelled, feeling distraught.
Cade balled his fists at their audacity to yell at the Alpha. He blamed himself for playing with old men during the time Green Valleys had been recently raided.
