Michael's POV
I turned to Lloyd and Alpha Logan. "Why the heck does it have to be his son?!" I growled.
Just then a knock came to the room. Lloyd walked towards the door to check who it was.
I bent down and helped Beck up, but he didn't look happy. He just wiped the trail of blood that flowed from his nostrils to the corners of his lips. I was about to apologize to him when Lloyd returned.
"They said the meeting is about to start," He said without looking at me.
I was a little confused. "What meeting?" I asked.
Logan walked up to me and tapped my shoulder. "Alpha Raymond wants to introduce us to his pack."
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As we walked into the room, I couldn't help but snicker. For the pack who put an end to Bellum Mortis, they sure weren't looking very skilled. The men were prim as porcelain
