Chapter epilogue

Montana, Present day Ethan slides into the chair across from his Alpha. The lycan's knee bounces up and down in his haste. He's anxious. Antsy. The meeting called by their leader just involves the two of them and that freaks him out. He doesn't know what can possibly be so important to stop in the middle of a work day. All Cedric Veiler has told him is that he received a phone call. It must be some phone call. The usually crimson irises he bore are now a deep black. There door behind Ethan slams, drawing his attention to the lycan King. The tall male quickly walks around his expansive desk. The office of the Alpha is a large room, in fact it's the biggest office in the small cabin. The rustic wood walls hold pictures, many of them old, black and white photographs that display groups of men clearly going off to battle. Veiler is in each picture, a giant among the crowds of shorter men. He collapses into his big chair, his