At the same time, I felt guilty that I had put them in this position. Causing strife with other packs was never a good thing. If we didn’t handle everything carefully, it could lead to trouble.
“Sir.”
We all turned towards the source of the sudden voice. It was my father’s beta, Oliver. He was standing in the doorway with a look of concern on his face.
“What is it?” my father asked.
“You may want to turn on the news,” he said.
My father flipped the TV on without hesitation.
When I saw David's face appear, a cold feeling settled over me.
"What is he doing?" I said softly.
David was standing on a sidewalk in the capital beside a pretty young reporter, who was holding a microphone up to him.
"We're here with David, son of the Lunar Lake Alpha, who thw
