Right, father?

Because of the alpha's mute response, the werewolves surrounding him had a feeling of tensified atmosphere as he peered at him from behind him for a lengthy amount of time. In succession, the gammas stopped howling, and the lycans riveted their gazes on the head guard.

It was up to the alpha to speak or to dismiss him; either way, Marche was prepared to accept whatever choice the alpha made in his violation.

"What is your next plan, Marche?" the alpha asked in an unexpected manner, causing everyone in the room, including Marche himself, to look up to him. His lips twitched a bit in surprise as he...