In the heart of the Crimson Blood Pack’s region, located deep within a forest unknown to the outside world and also their fellow packs. Tension cracked through the centre of their peace like a tornado moving uncontrollably. The trees danced in an eerie manner, ominously moving side to side as the pack gathered around their Alpha. A figure so tall and well built, an aura that commanded respect without words being needed.
Alpha Lazio’s eyes burned with rage and fury as his white hair reflected the moon’s light from up above them. The execution of Edgar had come to them as an insult because they were loyal to his beliefs and values. To them, it was a disgrace that a great man, a man who was part of the foundation of the Crimson Blood Pack, was brought down like he was nothing for everyone t
