Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-One.
As the sun began to set, Faith and Luke hugged Peter, as they made their way through the secret underground tunnels, that let from Peters quarters to beyond the borders of the council pack lands.
“Good Luck.” Peter whispered.
He would never be more grateful to anyone as he was to the Beta’s of the Crescent Moon pack. They had risked a lot to come to the Council to warn him about the impending attack. The corridors of werewolf power were never more dangerous than they were right now. Spies hung around every corner, ready to give information to the highest bidder. Peter hardly trusted himself, let alone anyone else in this place. The only way to survive was to try and be one step ahead, along with the dissemination of false information, and hope that t
