Iratus felt his fur grow hot from the glares and growls he was receiving from the wolves below. He shook it off and cleared his throat.
“Some of you may be wondering what has become of that alpha of yours,” he started, “I have come here to inform you that your alpha is safe and unharmed…for now,” he continued.
“He is currently residing in our camp. However, our own pack has been searching desperately for a new home, and we have decided that your territory best fits our needs. In that case, we will give you five months time to surrender your territory to us, or else your alpha will be mercilessly slaughtered.”


