บท 397: UPROAR

The hall went silent as the werewolf king walked in from the door at the front of the hall. His height was imposing, and there was the lightest of scowls on his face. Tucked next to him was his queen. The werewolves in the room began excited whispers. Some of them had never even seen their king and queen apart from in portraits. The one thing most of them could say with absolute certainty was that the portraits hung in their pack houses did not do their king and queen justice. The two had an unmistakable air of superiority around them. It came with the fact that they were the strongest werewolves in their world at the moment. Of course, coming close to them were the two candidates to be the next werewolf kings, Sevin Brashwa and Cardial Zephrami.