Three Alphas and a Pack

AIDAN

"I warned you it would be a bad idea, right?" Atlas paced up and down the room, losing the control he never kept in check.

I groaned. This felt like the thousandth time we had had this conversation in a week, and Tristan always brought it up whenever a new development concerning the Silver mystic pack came up.

Mystic Pack. The name left a bitter taste in my mouth. Three years ago, they asked for help to stop an invasion, and we agreed on one condition. We got the silver lake, but it no longer looked so easy.

"Alpha Reid stands on the same ground with his father," Tristan continued, his sandy-colored hair glistening as he stared down at the envelope in red stamp sent by silver mystic again.

'ungrateful werewolves, ' I thought to myself.

"If only you both had listened to me; Silver Mystic isn't worth helping, moaned that repeatedly, but no one listened."

I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, rubbing my eyes

"Atlas, there's no point blaming anybody. Nobody knew they could eat back t