A Judas in my council

DEVON'S POV

After what felt like forever, I finally got to the borders of the ex-lycan pack, Maxim had converted into his metropol, siphoning the funds and manpower from other territories he conquered to make his bigger. No matter how big it got, it was never enough for him.

I stepped on the throttle, ramming through a bunch of his security at the gate as I drove into his pack, attracting as much attention as I possibly could. Maneuvering past all the security that tried to stop me as I drove straight to their pack house, like it was hard to miss. 

There was a cacophony of chaos around me, sirens blowing as the warriors chased after me, trying to get me to stop, but they were no match for me as I managed to maneuver past all of them. I spotted the pack house at the next turn, but there was no way I was going to make it there with all of them trailing me.