"So what do we do then?!"
Irene didn't need to know who asked the question from the crowd of sub-alphas, she heard it loud and clear.
Her gaze swept across the faces of the sub-alphas. Some met her stare with the same cold, unreadable expression she wore, while a few lowered their eyes.
That did not impress her. This was not the time for cowardice.
"We fight," she said.
That earned her a fresh wave of murmuring.
She went on,
"Angus is not our leader. He's a dictator who wants domination, and we will not let that happen. As Alphas, it is our duty to defend our territories, even if it costs us our lives. We will not be intimidated into submission." Her voice hardened."Especially not by a king whose time is over."
This time, the wolves nodded, determination in their eyes. But there was something else there too.
Fear.
"How do we fight a man who can't be killed?" one of them asked. "You all saw what happened. Even our Alpha King was tossed around like a child."
