"I just need a little more time, five months at best." The voice of a beautiful blonde-haired man echoed through the silent dark eerie room.
It had little lighting filled with imposing figures sitting elegantly with dark gloomy faces staring down staring keenly at him, each twelve rows comprised of at least 15 seats before an inserted horizontal aisle to allow for proper ingress and regress.
Gazing down at the man with serious faces were the most powerful, feared, and revered organization in the lycan world, 'the council' and standing before them with a calm and composed expression was the infamous elder Alexander who had received an urgent call from his assistant a few hours ago that he was being summoned by the council to address an important pressing issue, Leonard Donavan.
"He is da
