1 Prologue

We have to exterminate them all," an old man in the corner of the ancient council room said.

"We can't kill an entire alpha bloodline, especially not one of the ancient original three, that would disrupt the balance of the werewolf community," a man, William, who associated himself with the targeted alpha bloodline protested.

"With every breath they draw, they throw the werewolf community into discord, disaster, and unspeakable fear, their very existence brings imbalance in the werewolf community," the first Man, Matthew, spoke yet again. His every word dripping with such venom, one could clearly tell he has experienced it first hand.

This was a meeting that was held annually to find a way out of common problems in the werewolf community and find solutions but this particular meeting was held in secrecy. Only two alphas and 7 head councilmen, each from one of the 7 packs in the state.

"Councilman William, we can not continue living in fear, all because of one family, the time for war is over and they are not needed anymore, they wage war for the thrill of it not realizing all the pain they are causing, we have to end this," Matthew said, this time with a pleading voice.

"But can't you see, there are innocent ones in all this, what about their children, we can still try to reason with them," Councilman William tried once again, but at this point, even he knew that it was pointless.

"What's your decision Alphas," William now turned to the two alphas who called for the meeting.

"6 years William, I give you six years to try reason with them, if not, in six year's time today, we will attack," the strongest one between the two Alphas spoke.

"But why should we wait six years, that's six more years of torment from them," another councilman spoke, to which Matthew strongly agreed.

"We are planning a mass murder of a family born and bred for war, we will need time to sufficiently prepare. 6 packs from the neighboring country once waged war on them," there was a pause for dramatic purposes, "they were all killed at their borderline and the six Alphas didn't even set foot on their land and guess who was on border patrol that day, who bravely led a few borderline squads to victory against an army, who was responsible for the death of six fully grown alphas," there was yet another pregnant pause.

"A sixteen-year-old female, Octavia Donovan