Wolves have all gathered in the throne room and are looking at the king. There have been many attacks on small packs and those who were not wolves. It saddens the king to see so many die brutally, without mercy. The Rogue Exiles are monsters. He rests his chin on his left arm with a deep breath. "We have lost too many." He speaks. Everyone is quiet. Tigh is standing at the back of the group, listening and watching everyone. "We have formed an alliance with the hunter. We taught everyone how to fight with each other. We even taught them how to defeat a nightmare." In his voice, there is sorrow.
He looks at each one. They have all been sent to get help and just like Kay, only a few have sent warriors to get the training. His eyes finally resting on Kay. "Tell me, young Alpha, what do you t
