Chapter Thirty-Five

“As discussed at our last informal meeting I’d like to introduce to you exiled Sire Ryder Grey,” Peyton said.

“Thank you Peyton,” I said and looked at the group of people in front of me.

“I can’t be your Sire here or officially claim this as my territory, but I can be your Chief,” I said.

“It doesn’t matter what you’re called, as long as we can unify all of us,” Peyton said and a few men also nodded their heads.

“You all make up your own clans, vampires, wolves and dragonkin. Clans that bind together is a tribe, the leader of a tribe is a chief. I’ve had numerous discussions about what you all want and I’ll do this on one condition only,” I said.

“Which is?” another man asked.

“To my left is Tank, he’s a born Alpha wolf. To my right is Felix, born with master’s blood. They will head up the wolf and vampire clan individually and I’ll head up the dragonkin clan and together we will be the Grey Tribe,” I said.

“What makes them qualified to be our leaders?” a woman asked.

“Felix and I tra