LACHLAN'S POV
“Silvercrest is not safe anymore. What are we going to do, your highness!”
“What could have befallen our pack?”
“Alpha Lachlan, please do something, the pack members are dying, Healers are out of cure medications!”
My council elders lamented bitterly, listing all that had happened within the span of 24 hours since the unfortunate incident happened.
I gripped the armchair I was sitting in tightly, anger surged throughout my body, and my wolf clawed at me, prancing, and whining, begging to be released so he could strangle and claw at the damn rogues who did this to my pack.
Drrick sat at the front, giving me an I-told-you-so look, squaring his jaw, he stood up to speak to the angry council Elders.
“It's quite unfortunate that this incident happened to Silvercrest, and
