It was moments like this that made him miss Scar and the rest of his men. With them, he knew he had their unwavering loyalty. His thoughts wandered to him and then to her, the fiery red-haired beauty that consumed all his thoughts. He exhaled. The silence stretched for a while between them before he realized they were waiting for him to say something. "Don Carianno's instructions were to take over all territories and properties," he spoke through clenched teeth. "All territories."
Pedro nodded and turned the car on. "If we go north, we go further away from the largest pack, the Red Cross Pack. If we can take over this pack, then we have nothing to fear. The other werewolf territories will fall in line."
He knew Pedro's idea was smart. Heck, he had even thought of it. It was the smartest
