Chapitre 97: Preparations of Peter

Harrison's POV

"So, Harrison, is it true that the reason you launched a war against The Obsidian Pack, as it's widely rumored, is to avenge your father's death?"

Peter, who had just entered the study, couldn't even take a sip of his whiskey before impatiently asking the question that had been weighing on his mind for a long time.

"Aren't you going to taste this whiskey first? It's the finest Scotch I've imported from Scotland." I calmly sat back on the sofa, raising my chin toward Peter, who appeared quite anxious.

"Do you realize how chaotic it is outside now?" He continued.

"The best whiskeys are all safely stored in my house. So, how about having a drink with me first? I have everything under control out there. Alexander Reeves has already been thrown into The Dark Night Pack's dungeon. Their Alpha has been captured. What's left to call a war? What's there to be chaotic about?"

"But this is a war under the banner of 'revenge'!"