Third person POV
Ronan is seen restless, worry etch in his expression. His face drenched of it's colour, as he crossed the room in a repeated stride. For once, the fear evidence in his expression, seems to come alive.
"How the fvck did you let him leave the pack." Ronan barks, trying hard to process the news. Some rogues in the room flinched at his words in that moment. The truth was clear as day, Damon had lead a group of rogues to attack Silver Moon Pack borders.
"Alpha Ronan we did warn him but he didn't listen." A elderly rogue say, way older than Ronan but not feral. Ronan flash him a stern look, his fist balled. His words strong enough to stir something inside of him. He continues pacing. Ravika words filters into his ears.
"Your boy has gone to take over Silver Moon Pack, but he
