Silver Pack Meeting Council
People nervously held their breath in anticipation. A few shivered at the deathly cold temperature that filled the room, while others were so tense that cold sweat dampened their foreheads and backs. There were even ordinary werewolves among them who stood close to tears, struggling to withstand the deadly aura pressing down on their lungs.
Seated in the large leather throne made for a king was Alpha Kade.
With his stoic presence and deathly stare, even the six elders felt a chill crawl down their spines. Who wouldn't? He was not Alpha for no reason. His power and overwhelming aura were what placed him on that seat, and though they all held the political authority to bring him down if united, none of them possessed the physical strength to challenge him directly.
His silver eyes were as dark as burnt ash, resembling the color of a gray sky just before a storm, an impending doom waiting to descend upon them.
