The Betrayal

~SLOAN'S POV~

Alpha Silas didn't seem to have a single ally in the room. Not like I cared. He flashed his teeth in a wide intimidating smile. “Hello, Northerners.” His voice echoed in the room. Staring intently at Trager, he said. “Alpha Trager.”

“Alpha Silas.” He said through gritted teeth. I didn't understand why they were glaring at each other. I was dying to know the entire gist of the situation but no one in the room looked ready to talk to me. Not even Trager.

“You were not invited. What are you doing here?” Trager asked.

“I have been sending petitions for months now but you have been ignoring them. Am I not allowed in your vallum anymore?” He asked.

“You are.”

“Good.” Silas nodded. “For your sake at least.” He murmured but everyone heard him.

“What did you say?” Trager confronted him. Instead of saying anything, he chilled.

Silas laughed like he had just heard something funny. He was the only one laughing by the way. Nothing about the situation was funny.