Big Not So Bad Wolf

Kole's POV:

I was waiting for the new High Alpha to add my name to the list of his council. It never happens. How can this be?

I've been a member of the council for nearly thirty years. I was one of those werewolves that aged extremely slow. Of course that can be said of every wolf but my appearance simply didn't reveal my age.

This was outrageous! Who the hell does that little twerp think he is? He'll come to realize he's made a grievous mistake.

This punk would pay. No one double crosses Kole Ambrose and gets away with it. Grabbing my phone out of my pocket I punch in the long familiar number.

"Kole what a pleasant surprise." Comes her voice.

"I have some information I believe you'll find useful." I inform her.

"Well then we'll have to get together." She says.

"Let me know the time and place and I'll be there." I say without hesitation.

"I'm in Boston at the moment. Meet me at 21st Amendment 150 Bowdoin Street six pm tomorrow." She says.

"I'll see you then Evey."

"Until then Kole." With that we both hang up.

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