The square was filled with a sea of somber faces, the air thick with anticipation and heavy with fury. The beta's wrong doings had spread like turnado, sweeping the whole pack before the crack of dawn and now that the sun was high up in the sky, the pack members were here to witness the traitors put to a humiliating death.
Many had attempted to comprehend how the gear in the beta's brains turned - to unravel the tangled threads of his thoughts and nothing seemed to prepare them for the result.
Just yesterday, he was pulled off the pedestal, but some pack members defended his character, fighting for his reputation. But the events that unfolded at midnight had shattered the little love left for him.
He had brazenly brought enemies into their pack, intent on harming their beloved Luna. How could he be so greedy for power? The Alpha position would be his after the mating ceremony, anyway, so why the desperation?
