The werewolves of the Blue Rise pack standing outside the door of the Alpha's office were afraid. The loud noises of things breaking in the room could be heard, alerting them all. None of them dared to face the Alpha.
Ever since he had returned from the meeting, his temper worsened and grew more volatile. Slightest provocation was enough to set him off and get him to take out his anger on the poor victim.
Everyone thought back to the event during the breakfast. He didn't hesitate beating up the chef and sending him to the medical center simply because he thought the food tasted bland.
One young warrior wolf stood in front of the door, holding an envelope. Hesitancy showed in his eyes, and he looked around, silently asking for help. But no one dared to meet his eyes, avoiding him.
