Dominic looked over a map on his desk. His nodded at intervals as he traced his fingers over some marked spots. A satisfactory look crossed his face. His plan of dominance was coming into fold. The spots marked on the maps represented the territories of werewolves he had taken over while obliterating their packs. So far, few remained.

"All that is needed is to lay waste to this." His finger touched an unmarked spot and then to another. "And I see this ridiculous prophecy coming to an end."

There was a knock on his door and Felix walked in with a huge grin on his face.

"I take it, you...