WHISPERS OF SILENCE HUSH...HUSH

Third person Pov.

Present time.

The night was still young, but the preparations had already begun.

The women and men were dressed in dark cloaks and face masks, making it hard to distinguish who was who, unless they spoke, and even so, the masks they used disguised their voices too only allowing one to know of what gender the speaker was.

This meeting had been going for years and years on, different werewolves from different packs all over the world coming together annually with only one goal in mind, power.

Not everyone liked being Selene’s ‘puppets’ as they called it, these werewolves believed they could be something more, something powerful and unstoppable if only they worked patiently together then it would just be a matter of time.