Devara
“What do you mean you can't identify who did that to the ZI pack? Ethan, you are better than this,” I rubbed my face, frustrated at my Beta, who was kneeling in front of me with his head cast down as a result of shame.
It's been days since the attack on the ZI pack, one of the minor packs under the Gray Howl pack. Although we had taken security measures to prevent the other minor packs from being attacked, I still needed to teach whoever attacked the ZI pack a lesson for daring to harm them.
An attack on them was also an attack on the Gray Howl pack. It bothers me we can't point out the attackers, which meant that it must be from a secret foe that we were not aware of because no one in their right sense would dare attack us unless they wanted to vanish off the face of the earth.
