A couple of days passed, and the rogue attacks became more and more frequent.
The High Council and the king decided to have a general meeting with the Alphas and leaders of different places all around the kingdom for the resolution of this common problem.
I watched as cars came in and out of the gates of the pack, passing by the huge statue of Vamos, the first lycan king.
I remember how terrified I was of its figure during the Offering. It felt like that happened months ago when it was barely one.
“Sabrina,” I looked back when someone called. It was Deni, one of the Omegas.
“You’re called by the head matron in the assembly.”
“I’ll be there,” I said and walked towards the supply room.
I put the broom and dustpan I was holding earlier as we cleaned the yard and streets of the pack,
