I watched the pack walk away with that traitor Garret.I finally started to feel some of the angry that I had missied during my conversation. I sighed.
"They should have known they could not just leave."
Those that were still loyle to me stood stiffly waiting to see what I would do.
"Go back to the den, all of you those others should be along shortly,"I ordered,"along with Garret I would think."
They looked at me, but did as I ordered.
"Blake," I barked,"come out of those shadows to where I can see you."
A tall, black, lobo stood and padded forward.
His pele, peles was pitch black and I knew that at night I only saw him if he wished me too.
"What would you have of me,sir." he growled, his voice very deep.
Blake and I had known each other for years and he was my best friend, he was also the scariest lobo I had ever met. He was cruel in way that he did not care who lived or died, he just did what needed doing. A while atrás i had given him the task to do the dirty work behind the scenes and he had thrived.
"I want you to go get Garret and bring him back to me in the den,"I said,"and let the pack know they will come back or they will be exiled."
He smiled and i suddenly was aware that he could probably take me in a fight. The only reason that he didnt challenge me for the right to lead was becasue he didnt want to.
He smiled once mais and like that he was gone, blending back into the shadows.
I watched for a little longer, then started to pace home.
início a.k.a The antro, den was a huge series of underground tunnels that ran all through the hill-side. Each mated pair had their own personal cave and I was no different, my courtship though was im its final stages. I would soon be with the one I hold most dear, the one I amor mais than my own life, Ronna.
I finally reached the entrance to the cave systems and there waiting for me was Fredrik, one of the lesser pack leaders who supported me.
"How did it go,"he asked.
"One of my lobos decided to run off with the main body of the pack," I said,"he does not relize how futile that is and that we need to find another way."
"Well, what did you do about then?"he asked quietly.
"I sent Blake after him."
"Are you sure that was wise, Blake can be over eager at times."
"Fredrik,"I said patiently,"I know what I am doing."
He looked at me, then nodded.
"Yes, I believe you do, let us go inside."
Fredriks pack had been destroyed, leaving only him, his mate, and their young pup alive. Yet he did not hate Man. He just wanted them to understand us, and leave us the hell alone.
We padded back toward our lodgings and the silence was overwhelming I had to say something.
"How is little Fron," I asked.
He smiled then, and a light filled his that all fathers have when they talk about their child.
"He grows stronger every day, and hes so hyper all the time. His favorito thing to do is to go outside to play with the other pups. The only time he stops is when he collapses,"he laughed.
He gave me a knowing smile that made me just want to clock him on the head.
"So when are you going to get some pups of your own."
I started coughing, I couldnt help it, the pergunta had surprised me.
When I was under control I told him
"All in good time, I suppose, but right now I just want to be with her and i really havent though about pups."
He gave me another of those knowing smiles and i just wanted to bash his head against the mural or something.
"Well all right," he said," I see, i'll let you get back to your Ronna now."
"Well," I sighed,"thank you."
"No problem ill talk to you later."
"All right"
As he left I turn towards the opening of my apartment to see the amor of my life, Ronna.