Chapter 19:

Elder Leon.

Days prior…

The midday sun cast its warm glow over the pack territory, as I, Elder Leon, sat on the porch of my humble cabin not so far from Selene's castle.

In Yellowstone, I was feared and the most avoided elder because many claimed that I was grumpy and old and they were right. Yellowstone morals were slowly decaying because of a stupid term called modernization, a little she-wolf was imposing on us because she was unmated and was hell burnt on ruling the pack without an Alpha male.

Hence, I rallied my two fellow elders into forcing her to attend all mating balls in Europe in order for her to find an Alpha male until one peaceful afternoon when she was attending a ball in Romania.

So peaceful… I sighed softly as I listened to the birds chirping and calling to their mates when suddenly an unexpected visitor that wasn't allowed to roam our streets freely shattered the peaceful tranquillity I enjoyed.

Who goes there?

I gazed out into the distance, lost in my own thoughts,