Dane's bold statement was nothing but a blatant lie.
Elijah Summertide was a tough nut to crack.
Once he was dragged to the Werewolf Council and locked up in its dungeon, he refused to divulge any information to anyone.
Whether or not this was something that Elijah and Lucrethia Woodland agreed on in case he got caught was unclear. Dane only knew that it gave Lucrethia some time to move freely.
What would the old madam do in the middle of this chaos?
Escape, of course.
He was thus not at all surprised when the warriors returned with a screaming Conrad Woodland and a silently crying Vera Woodland, but no Lucrethia Woodland.
"Reporting to Mr. Dane, we have rounded up all the remaining Woodland family members, but we fail to locate Madam Lucrethia Woodland."
Dane scoffed.
Snakes slithered away quickly in the face of problems.
"What is your name, young man?" Dane asked haughtily, referring to the new Alpha of the pack.