Chapter 47

Gabriel had sent eight werewolves. No ordinary werewolves, eight of his personal army. Elliot had never personally met any of them, they spent most of their time up in the hills or at the pack house. They trained a lot, that much Elliot knew. Their wolf form was terrifying enough to see and their human form too. They were also more wolf than human too, it was so easy to see in their mannerisms. The way they growled, the way they could talk to each other with just a few grunts or howls.

Elliot both feared and revered them but then they came with bad news. Tony’s dead body had been found. Killed with a silver bullet. His mate too. Elliot knew what that meant. It was obvious someone was out to get them. And his mind shuddered at the thought of the person being his own brother. He didn’t want to believe that Lyle would take such a stupid risk. It was very stupid and it sounded extremely comical to say the least.

Except Lyle had found support from some external forces, Lyle didn’t have i