The storm clouds

Megan was boiling with anger. The simple attack that should be a great success turned into a catastrophe. Thirty warriors end up dead, instead of the werewolves.

Martha stood next to her leader, trying to avoid her anger. It was hard as she was the one in charge of this mission. They were supposed to throw this victory into Mother's face, showing her how the old methods should be replaced with the new ones. And now they had nothing.

- For the last time, I am asking why did you fail? - Megan hissed, looking at her right hand. Everything was planned in the tiniest details. The alpha couple left the pack. There was nothing that should stop them.

- They had help from vampires. - Martha replied to what she already said at least five times. - There were ten vampire warriors. And the Alpha couple returned to the pack. Or they never left. Our spies informed us they had entered the vampire's lands. Yet somehow, they were back soon after the fight started.

- It means that your spies are wor