ELENA'S POV

I sat away from the rest of the were wolves, the branches of the trees swayed gently because of the night breeze. My mind was filled with plans and possibilities, I had each step calculated for the downfall of Lucius and the rest of his lineage, images of my family and what happened that fateful night flash across my mind, the fears, the smell of blood, even the young ones weren't spared. I closed my eyes thinking, feeling the chilly wind on my face, I felt someone approach me from behind, I knew it was Ragnor even before he spoke, no other werewolf was bold enough, they were...