'I wonder how he even managed to hold onto his seat all these years,' Diana pondered.

Diana was at the balcony of her room which was facing the eastern borders of the Blood Claws Pack.

Teshin, who was rarely awake, answered at the back of Diana's mind. 'He is like Nathan Crescent—a puppet of Shananel Ritchell.'

Diana hummer in agreement.

With raised brows she turned around and crossed her arms. "How long will you stay here?"

Talia, who stood behind Diana earlier, shrugged. She leaned against the wall and smirked at Diana. "What? After you made use of my magic to block all connections of the Crescent Pack's wolves—even including...