136. ALPHA R. RIVERS PART II

The whole pack was standing just there, all staring at something. My feet slowed down and a second was long before everyone was on their knees. That was when my eyes fell on the kneeling man the people had been staring at. No sound came except for whimpers now and again.

I could not believe what I was seeing. My feet moved on their own. The pack members shifted as I walked on with Conri behind me.

Alpha Rivers had done it at the center of the pack grounds. He had done it where he knew his son would see. My head picked up, staring directly at the window which belonged to his son’s room. I could not see him, he always sat a bit further from the window but close enough for him to see the whole pack. My head tipped back, staring down with my wide eyes. My hands shook, my body pale.

The alpha had knelt down, always had been a proud and strong man so his death depicted just that. He had thrown a long sharp sword that looked ancient with werewolf symbols on it. It had been thrown up, him k