RED MOON PACK
EZEKIEL'S POV
Ezekiel's beast, Wolfie, was restless.
Since he'd been brought into this room with no noise, the light reflecting from every surface was making him dizzy. The floor, walls, and ceiling were made of marble. Except for the wooden chair he sat on, nothing else occupied the extremely silent room.
He had just finished his last meal of the day and sat there, wondering what he had done so wrong. Was helping the rogues that bad? He hadn't even stolen anything important:no pack secret files.
"Helping the rogues isn't a bad thing, but we exposed the pack to danger," his wolf explained.
"How so?"
"Daniel, his sister, and the others might be good rogues, but they're undocumented. They're not in any database. If they had hurt anyone in the pack, we wouldn't have been
