The Letter
Angelo
As the warriors got into the castle, the scent of good food hit their noses, and for a moment, they forgot that they were smelling like sewers. Of course, they could have used the hundreds of bathrooms in the castle, but the food was more important.
Angelo was the first to reach the castle, which was understandable because he couldn't stand Carl giving his motivation to people. When he rushed into the huge kitchen, he found Carl seated on the barstool, with a wide smirk on his face as if to tell Angelo that he had just been played.
But Angelo didn't care about that.
What mattered right now was food.
"where is it?" Angel asked, sniffing around, but the aroma in the kitchen was too contagious, it was hard knowing where his rice was, but he was Angelo and the alpha king which also meant he had the most heightened senses in the werewolf world.