Chapter 48- The Eight
DAMON~
The amount of energy that was in this room at this very moment was enough to bring about the fall of an entire city, 8 Alphas all in one room. Damon of Howlcreek, Benjamin of Coldfang, Jon of Whiteclaw, Chidi of NightHowl, Salvador of Wolfvein, Jakob of Redmoon, Sa’ad of Darkwind, and Timothy of Nights Shadow. Originally there were only ten Major packs spread all around the world with minor packs scattered around but Silver Hollow had risen in status, holdings, and power, making it the Eleventh pack to have the title of a major pack of the werewolf sector and now after the invasion and merge of GreyFure and Night-stone there now remained only nine packs with the title, behind each alpha stood their beta on their right side and advisor on the left, Most of the men in this room could barely tolerate each other but did solely for the sake of peace.
"What do you want Damon?" Jakob finally said, his deep black eyes locked on me, leaned back in my chair and stared right back at him.
"I called you all here because I need you," I answered calmly, making sure to leave out any traces of disrespect, I’m pretty sure I’ve never sounded this humble before, Sa’ad scoffed before he turned back to me.
"And why would we help you?" He hissed.
"Cause that would mean helping yourselves," I answered calmly.
"Is this about Simon?" Benjamin asked, his smooth English accent reminding me a little of Simon, his cold brown eyes focused on the rings displayed on his fingers.
"Yes."
"I’ll give you my answer so I can leave early, I plan to surrender to him," Benjamin said as he shifted his seat back and stood up.
"Coward!" Scott barked angrily.
"I may be a coward but you all are fools," Benjamin replied as he began walking out of the room, his beta and advisor following behind him.