Pay the price

"Did you just lie to your Alpha?" Axel asks as we come out of the Alpha's office the next morning.

"Alpha is for werewolves. If he is acting like a peacock, I can treat him like one, right?"

"What have you become?" Axel asks, amused, and I return a smirk.

Truth be told, I was shitting myself, but the old bastard was questioning what else I found in the reports so he could take credit himself for the ideas when he would meet with the Alphas in the north. The Whiteclaws are a very influential pack, one of the oldest in the country, so once they took the situation seriously, many others followed their lead. Now a meeting is in order, something that hasn't happened in hundreds of years.

"I told you, I don't mind you taking credit, but him... I'd rather go back to the dungeon." I explain as we get into the car to drive back to the little house. I caught a glimpse of Caroline when we drive by the training grounds, but she turns around fast when she sees Axel. I throw him a questioning look,