Bab 51: You Fool!

MOON

Moorim, Beta to the NorthSteed Pack and the Arctic North united under it stepped into the Alpha King's chambers, his ire itching for more than one reason.

He had only been away for a few weeks to investigate supposed sightings of a creature that looked something between a werewolf and a monstrous beast at the the Mountains where the Matriarchy Pack dwelled in—only for him to return and hear of the chaos that Eldric had set off in his less than thirty days of absence.

Yet again, a pool of blood greeted him the moment he stepped into Eldric's room that particularly moonless night that was supposed to be the last night the Theta would spend at the Arctic North. Maimed men and women, castrated werewolves in their wolf form, and many more of Eldric's carefully designed, depraved creativity greeted his sight.

Eldric himself was lying on his bed; Lykom Lupus panting on top of him.