#Chapter 127: Wolves in Sheep’s Clothing

The woods were utterly still until Layla finally broke the silence. Her voice was calm and calculated as she spoke, “Red Moon is stagnant. And not just Red Moon - the werewolf world is..." She let out a breath of disgust. "Weak." Some heat entered her voice. “Hell, the entire magical universe needs a shakeup.” "This is reckless, Layla," an unfamiliar voice hissed. "If the Alpha knew-" "He's Gone With the Wind," Layla drawled. "A dinosaur." Rumblings ricocheted through the gathering of Weres. "Stop it," a woman growled angrily. "Patrick, she's nothing but a girl with her head in the clouds." A whispery argument broke out, and quickly grew louder. Kadeem's eyes darted around. He could feel the tension thicken in the air around them. It was now or never if he and Ardal wanted to make their escape undetected. "Sasha," Layla said slyly, “Cedric trained you in combat. How long has it been since you’ve seen a real fight? You’re nothing more now than a lapdog.” Layla’s tone