Seth paced up and down his tent. His generals had been sent out to bring rogues back from the packs they’d been lounging around in. Soon he would have hundreds of rogues gathered. Ready to fight.
Conan wasn’t talking to him, since they had met Helena and Jackson he hadn’t wanted to be part of any war anymore. Seth shook his head angrily, he didn’t need his wolf to win. He would destroy them with human weapons instead.
On the table, lay several guns. He looked at them with distaste. Wolves generally stuck to hand to hand combat, but he refused to lose to some Prophecy. No one else had bothered bringing packs under one rule. He would make every wolf bow to him. Alpha, Luna, Beta, it didn’t matter their ranks. He would rule them all. There would be peace, as long as they surrendered.……
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