The Small Whisperer: They wanted the Alpha's Omega dead
The number of alphas I could smell suggested a larger group.
"After we located their hideout, some of our wolves have been keeping an eye on their numbers and movements. There are only a handful, not even fifty alphas. Plus, they haven't interacted with any packs, which is odd because they don't smell like rogues."
"This means they haven't been kicked out of their packs; they're still part of one," I added, thinking about what it meant in my mind. Alphas didn't wander this far from their territories without cause, and the fact that they carried pack scent rather than the wild, untethered smell of true rogues made the whole situation feel deliberate, planned even.