Seventy One
Terrence
The day Gabriel told me about the red eyed werewolf held in the dungeons, I was puzzled. It's been over a hundred years since the second great war and I don't think there's anything written about them. Even the existence of the royal family had been slowly forgotten, their secret pack had become a lost tale.
That very next day, I went to see the young man who introduced himself as Simon. I ordered him to shift which he did so right away. Red eyes, indeed.
(Flashback...)
"You've a come a long way." I said to him after he shifted back to his human form. I was standing in front of his cage hands on my pocket with my betas behind me.
"I had to." He responded while looking straight into my eyes, unafraid.
"Aren't you scared you would be executed here and not be ab
