Chapter 7

　　Alpha Maximus

　　I have spent the last few weeks travelling through every pack house on the map. I let out a heavy sigh.

　　‘What's the name of the next pack?’ I ask Nathan.

　　‘Blackwood. We will be there soon. Tomorrow night is a full moon though, so I suggest you stay the extra night there to keep Chaos contained,’ Nathan explains.

　　‘It's the safest thing to do,’ I agree.

　　There is a dark and eerie feeling in the Blackwood territory. There are a lot of dead trees and a storm is brewing.

　　‘This place looks terrible,’ Nathan says.

　　‘Yep. And we’re here for two nights,’ I remind him.

　　We are approached and greeted by Alpha Tate, and strangely he seems very happy to have us there. He walks us through the pack house and into his office. A man walks in with a tray of glasses and a bottle of whisky.

　　‘This is my Beta, Sam,’ Alpha Tate says, introducing us.

　　We shake hands and I sit back down.

　　‘Drink?’ Sam asks, half filling the four glasses, and passing us all a glass.