“Alpha, you wanted to see me?” a young warrior stepped into the office.
“Yes, Dash,” Zain nodded, encouraging the young male to enter.
Like most werewolves, Dash had a dark complexion as well as hair and eyes. Given that wolves originated from the Mediterranean region, many still bore the hallmarks common to that area even after centuries of breeding.
“How can I help you, Alpha?” Dash asked as he stood in front of the desk.
“We have ourselves a little problem that could become an issue,” Zain said. “It seems the royal family is not happy with Blue Moon’s Luna. They are attempting to petition the Council to declare war on the pack.”
“Why would the royal family do that? What did the Luna do?”
“She was born,” Zain sighed.
The answer only confused Dash more, and he asked, “Alpha, I do
