Fenris's POV
I stood on the hill, surveying the aftermath of the battle. The air still smelled of blood and fear, but the fighting had stopped. For now.
"Fenris!" RG's voice called out. He jogged up, looking like he'd been through hell. "We've rounded up the last of the controlled wolves. What's our next move?"
I sighed, rubbing my temples. The adrenaline was wearing off, and man, did I have a headache.
"Call a meeting," I said. "All pack leaders. We need to figure out what the hell just happened."
RG nodded, then hesitated. "All pack leaders? Even..."
"Yes," I cut him off. "Even Axel and Kimberly. They fought with us. They deserve to be here."
RG raised an eyebrow but didn't argue. "Alright, boss. Your funeral."
As he walked away, I couldn't help but chuckle. RG always did have a
