Draco’s POV
We hurried to the Council after a weird encounter with my mate near the boarders Still Moon Pack to report on the Werewoods.
As expected, the attack of the Still Moon Pack by Ralf and his pack of rogues had raised alarm bells with the Council.
Elder Louis, famous for his uncontrollable temper, had almost lost his head at the purported insult to the Council, which he saw as a stain to his person.
He’d struggled to keep his rage under control as he’d screamed, “Preposterous!””
Even Elder Selene, who was good-natured, had a deep frown marring her features.
Ralf’s blatant disregard for our team, which had served as a representative to the Council had placed him on the top of their radar.
Elder Derek, who was usually stoic and unmoved, had seemed offended by Ralf’s disregard
