Chaos in the Pack

*Blood Moon pack*

Was he dreaming again or was this real? Why was there so much noise and why was no one doing anything to stop it?

It was late in the night and Jared had barely fallen asleep when he began to hear noise from outside the packhouse. The noise was made up of frantic footsteps and screams and Jared wondered what was going on.

He wanted to open his eyes and check for himself but he was too lazy to do so. He had overworked himself the previous day because of the shape-shifting ceremony and had only retired to bed a few hours ago.

So he wanted to rest very well before daybreak since he would have to address the young werewolves that had just shifted.

This was why the noise disrupting his sleep was pissing him off. Too loud for him to ignore anymore, Jared opened his eyes slowly and sat up on the bed, trying to listen with his wolf's ear to know what was happening.

His mate was not on the bed with him and he raised a brow at that, but he tried to concentrate on what was g