CHAPTER 135: THE PRICE FOR YOUR FOOLÍSHNESS.

Alpha Annik watched as the flames consumed the bodies of his fallen packmates, his heart heavy with grief and anger. Not for the purpose of morning but disappointment. He had lost so many good warriors, so many brave souls who had given their lives for the pack. And he was angry that he still didn't have the head of Tyler or Scarlet in front of him. Furious even, that he had to sacrifice more to get them.

Once the ceremony was over, Alpha Annik stormed off to his hidden chamber, his mind consumed with thoughts of vengeance and retribution. He had to find a way to make Tyler pay for what he had done, to avenge the deaths of his fallen packmates.

As he entered the chamber, he was greeted by his three witches, who had been waiting for him. They looked up as he entered, their eyes full of darkness and evil.

"You failed me," Alpha Annik spat, his voice filled with anger. "You were supposed to be my eyes and ears, my protectors. And yet, you let this happen."

The witches stretched before