"Are you all ready to listen now?" I asked, cocking my head to the side. I wasn't about to wait for a 'perfect' time to speak because I honestly didn't know when the Alphas would shut up long enough for me to get a word in.
"You just shot one of us, and you really think we are going to listen to you?" sneered one of the wolves at the conference table. I was pretty sure that Alpha Meetings had its own circle of Hell, a never-ending meeting from which none of us could leave.
"Then don't," I shrugged. "You seem to think that I really care about you wolves or the other predator species in this room. Hell, I couldn't care less about the prey species, and I am counted as one of them. If you think that the way we are going now works, then by all means, keep it up."
"Then what was even the point of calling us here?" asked yet another wolf.