Even their breathing seemed to quieten. All present stared expectantly at their Alpha male. Hunter’s gaze trained firmly on Alfred’s wrinkled, time weathered face as well, waiting for him to begin. The old man let the silence linger for a moment before finally speaking once more. Allowing the ominous nature of their conversation, and the severity of the situation to fully sink in for all present. Clearing his throat dryly he began. ‘We all know why we are here; but I feel it necessary to briefly discuss the basics again so that everyone has the same information. We must all be on the same page. We all know that Varulv is back in our country, and we can trace his presence here back as far as his first victim’s disappearance late last year. We had reports from a pack in France that same month letting us know that he had definitely left their soil; and in that same week a pack on the coast let us know that he had been sighted here… Knowing obviously of Hunter’s close proximity to us.
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