Pacts
[Lyander's POV]
"You wanted to see me?" As soon as I arrived in Ernst's office, I asked the former Alpha of the Silver Moon pact.
I had a clue as to why he summoned me. But each time, I pretended not to know.
Ernst peeked over the bridge of his nose. He still had his form for an old man, and his body was sturdy as a rock. He could still outperform and defeat five younger wolves with just his human form alone.
At his prime, he was considered to be one of the ten powerful werewolves, and Silver Moon Pact grew with him as the Alpha. He was also my mentor and a father figure.
I wonder why Reynar didn't have his combat abilities and physical strength. He was not even half the man Ernst was when he was his age.
"I assumed that you know why I called you here?" Ernst asked with a serious voice and face.
I took a big silent breath of air. "Is this you asking me to take on the role of Alpha again?"