ALPHA'S LEO POV
The wind whispered against the windows as midnight cloaked the Nightshade Pack's territory. I remember that night like it was yesterday. The silence was thick, nearly sacred.
No patrols, no chatter and no noise.
Just the heavy breath of the forest and the occasional rustle of leaves outside the high tower window of my quarters.
That night, the incident between the rogue's and my pack, as they had crossed our territory, and I invited the pack high priestess to come check out the Spell of message they had left for us.
The Spell of message is an evil spell that any werewolves can use in delivering a message as it must first pass through the priestess and any other person that tries to touch it will face its evil consequences.
And then she showed us a mirror of how everything had happened that night. They had dropped the spell of the message and what the spell was saying.
