**Amelia's POV**
After the Moon Goddess took her leave, Roman and I stripped the rogue Alpha and the Elders of their title. They were now omegas, lower level wolves. They still tried to get the war started, and even attempted to use their Alpha tone, but realized it was gone. Their command held no weight, and the other wolves did not need to obey.
I ordered their own wolves to capture them and take them to the cells to be questioned and for Roman and I to decide their fate. The looks on their faces was priceless. Anger with a little hint of fear and hate. Sadly we lost some of our own, but every death hit my heart like a thousand blades of glass. Even the wolves that were fighting against us, their deaths hurt too and I understood why. Roman and I were now leaders of every wolf, and the
