True Potential (1)

"We must have underestimated him..."

An old man in his late 90s was sitting all alone in the large chamber. Judging by the housing capacity of the room, it would appear the man was used to having a large audience present at all times, but this time, he was all alone. 

"Enough's enough. I have to put a stop to my son's madness before he destroys us all."

All of his hairs had turned grey first fighting humans and now suppressing rebels. However, this time the rebels were leftover humans, but werewolves themselves. The days of the iron rule were disappearing faster than ever before. 

As days turned into weeks and weeks into months, the youngsters were becoming stronger and stronger. With it, their ambitions. Right now, the man was worried about the progress of one such youngster.