Alpha Akin is seething and pacing in his courtroom as he gets back reports from his last two remaining soldiers on the outcome of the war that had seen thousands leaving Storm Pack invigorated. The added advantage of a surprise attack was supposed to have made them take over the entire pack and bring everyone to their knees, and he is filled with shock, rage and a begrudging admiration at the intense damage that a handful of surprised soldiers could pull off.  "How can just a few hundred wolves completely annihilate my trained soldiers and allies? How is that even possible? Is there supposed to be a charm for this type of event to take place or what?" Akin yells at no one in particular. "Get these scared soldiers out of my face!" He decrees, as his guards rush to help the two soldiers out of the courtroom after they have given their account of the war.  "Alpha…" Annabel starts, struggling to hide

  Atlas leaves Scarlett's room feeling refreshed, affirmed and with a plan to hold down the pack as long as it takes, especially until Scarlett gets back. He feels it strongly in his bones after his weird dream, that Scarlett will definitely be back. He is not sure how or when, but he allows himself to be swallowed up by optimism. As he can no longer trust either Shantel or Daniel and until he investigates that issue, he can not talk to anybody at all about what is going on. It leaves him feeling very empty, lonely, and missing Atlene. No matter what had happened between them, he knows that he can always trust Atlene. Concerning his dream, he has to find Atlene too, and he knows exactly what to do.  "Atlas? Where have you been? The elders are going absolutely crazy…" Daniel says as his eyes light on Atlas. But Atlas says nothing, just keeps walking towards the meeting room. Daniel stops him just at the door, and

  Shantel has been unable to eat, sleep or function ever since the stabbing incident. She cannot believe that she had actually stabbed Scarlett. In what world? Scarlett who was her best friend. Scarlett who had been through so much pain from Annabel and Luke's betrayal that it had changed her, made her into someone who put herself and her mission for vengeance front and center.  Hearing that Scarlett had died from the stab wound actually did not make anything easier for her. She tries to retrace his steps in her memory to remember exactly how she had come into possession of the dagger. But try as she would, she just simply could not bring herself to remember exactly the moment where the dagger had changed possession from whoever had given it to her, to her.  She struggles so hard to remember, that she sometimes develops a migraine that lasts for days. Her brain just seems unable to process and present the

  After everything that happened with the Beta becoming the Alpha and all, he goes ahead to declare that the wolves return to their houses and daily lives. He orders for Scarlett's corpse and that of her cousins to be moved to a separate room at the insistence of Atlas, who says that they cannot be buried until Atlene is back to at least say his goodbyes because he was not aware of the deaths. Atlas disputes at every meeting, waging an all out war on his father, the new Alpha. He flouts orders and disobeys rules and regulations. The Beta keeps letting him off because after all, he is his successor, unless the democracy thingy sticks with them.  Eventually, the Beta can no longer take Atlas's insults and insistent disobedience of his laws. If his own is not going to follow the rules and regulations that he lays down for the pack, then what was the use of it all? It showed that he did not have control over even t

  One thing Atlas notices is the fact that the other eleven men look healthy and strong, but all act like ninnies. They only ever do what the buxom lady asks them to do, and all their eyes are hazel and look painted on. They all neither blink nor yawn. The only thing that shows that they are not statues, are the mechanical things that they are doing. Like spooning the tomato soup into their mouths and biting into the bread.  Atlas looks around him, beginning only after that vision, to wonder why they had been so kind to him. The buxom lady treated and still treats him like he is one of them. Why is there a house in the middle of woods, housing one handsomely curved lady and eleven robotic acting men? As he thinks about the whole thing, he observes that the food seems to be recharging the men, like renewing one's subscription plan. There and then, Atlas knows that he has to do something to get out of there and he has to do it fast.&