During the day, Miroslav Yuryevich joined the werewolf council. The leaders and representatives of six neighboring packs had gathered together. The abduction of one’s mate was considered a grave crime under werewolf law, and many were ready to lend a helping hand.
At the moment, an almost relaxed atmosphere reigned in Kirill’s office. Some of the werewolves were developing a plan, while others were digging through information obtained on the black market.
Miroslav Yuryevich approached his son.
“How are things going?”
“Badly. According to our informant, the weak point is Vera herself. I still can’t get to the bottom of it. They have too many accomplices and supporting clans.”
“To be more precise,” a grim, massive werewolf cut in, “Oleg has plenty of loyal dogs hooked on his drugs. And
