Kyle's Rage

Cole's voice boomed over the mind link, stunning many of the pack warriors that were unaware of this conversation. Thunder boomed as lightning crackled outside the Great Arena.

The evening sun was wiped from existence in an instant, replaced by the darkness of dark angry storm clouds.

'Yeahhh…' Kyle cringed, visibly shrinking back. Cole rarely lost control of his emotions, however, when he did…

…this happened.

'But you know, when you think about it, this sort of makes sense. Where else would the rogues hide if it wasn't in unoccupied no man's land? It only makes sense that they would hide in plain sight,' Kyle shrugged.

After a short moment of silence, the king sighed, 'You're right.

In any case, this is all the more reason to separate humans from werewolves. Let's proceed with the current plan. We'll deal with the rogues when all werewolves have been evacuated to the upper floors,' the king announced.