LUCIAN
I had a raging headache that was about to burst through my head.
I'd been in this seat for almost ten hours, from one meeting to another and I'd been talking and talking and it felt like it would never end.
With the recent actions of the Argan Cult, I had no other choice but to start thinking of ways to protect my wolves.
“So what are we going to do if we can't fight them with weapons?”
“We have to ask for help from the witches, Alpha. We can't do this on our own."
That was something I didn't want to hear.
“Don’t even bring that up. Why can't we do it on our own? They're just men, aren't they?”
I knew that they weren't just men but then I didn't want to ask for help from those people.
“Alpha, I know you have reservations when it comes to the witches but then you have to think about how they could help us. I mean, we can't fight them on our own. What better way to fight people who have powers with their kind?”
I knew that they were making sense but I didn't want to hear
