thirty four

Dante's POV

"I was of the opinion we adhere to their condition the last time but you refused now see what is going on," one of the elders said angrily, I turned and looked at him surprised that he could even suggest we give out our own just to make peace.

"How about we start from your household since you are so desperate to damn fifty lycan generations to those miserable creatures" another elder shot back.

"What do you mean start from my household, I only brought a suggestion"

I just sat there as I watched them argue about the next step to take, I called upon the elders, hoping to find a solution to the pandemic plaguing our pack. But instead of focusing on the urgent matter at hand, they veered off into arguments about something else entirely. Sitting there, my heart grew heavy with worry and confusion.

Thoughts raced through my mind, a whirlwind of concern and frustration. How could they lose sight of the pressing issue we faced? The safety and well-being of our pack were at stake