“The wolves are gathering,” Silas stated, as he burst into his father’s office. The high-ranking members of the Red Hoods were gathered around the long glass table and they all turned to face him. He bowed quickly, excusing his interruption.

“Isn’t it nearly the full moon?” a black-haired man drawled from the end of the table. Silas didn’t like him. He was the father of the man intended for Audrey. Their whole family set Silas’s teeth on edge. He didn’t know why but ...