Western Pack
Francisco hated the idea of trusting the prince of the underworld and hated the idea of Alpha Elmer pretending to be the alpha. He was supposed to lead his people. He... it was his seat... yet the demons managed to trick them. Pathetic. But he knew what the prince wanted and would make it to his advantage. For now, let them think that he wasn't doing anything... Yet after his confrontation with the prince and the witch earlier, he was confused as to why he unexpectedly felt sleepy and exhausted. Maybe it was because the witch cast a spell on him?
Damn! How he hated her kind. How he loathed their magic. He thought to himself.