Werewolf’s Heartsong by Dizzy izzy

Chapter 46: “”…grandfather gave the Council immunity…””

Alora’s ears were ringing again, and she felt robotic as she obeyed the repeated demands of, “Sign here.” “Initial there.” “Fingerprint your blood here.” The representative for the Werewolf’s Council came in in the middle of all this. When the Council member came in, his face went pale when he realized he was in the same room as a Dragon Master.

The Werewolf Council member walked slowly around to the opposite side of the table where the Dragon Master sat but made sure he was sitting two places down from Alpha Andrew. The Council Member’s face had settled into an expressionless mask, but in his eyes were shadows of disdain.

“All right, now we just need this male from the Werewolf’s Council to process her title and position change and then we can finalize the Will.” Officer Terrawing said with a cheerful note in his tone.

The Werewolf Council member looked back and forth between Alpha Andrew and Officer Terrawing, his expression a combination of irritation and confusion. “I was called over to assist in processing a Will, not to officiate over a title and position transfer.” The Council member said, unwilling to do anything he was not officially asked to do.

Alpha Andrew turned to the Council Member with a glare that said it was in his best interest to comply. “Part of processing this Will, involves a transfer of titles and position in our Pack from a deceased member to their chosen living descendant.” He growled.

The Council Member was a skinny lanky wolf with the fighter status of an omega. There was no muscle tone to speak of, and he looked more like a rat than a wolf. Mousy brown hair, his dual–colored eyes two different rings of brown, the outer ring darker than the inner ring. His skin had a sickly pallor to it, as if he was severely anemic and in desperate need of a few hours of sunlight.

When the Alpha growled, he instinctively acted like the weak wolf he was and cringed, tilting his head in submission. Then, with a jerk, he straightened himself back up. The expression on the Council Werewolf’s face became arrogant as he looked at the Alpha. The male’s expression said, even though the Alpha was technically more powerful, he as a Werewolf Council member held more power than the Alpha of Alpha’s.

Alora, seeing this look, felt a growl start deep in her chest. Between the male’s voice and his disrespectful attitude towards their Pack Alpha, she wanted to rip this Council member into many bloody pieces. Some of her growl must have come out because she was drawn into the warm and comforting embrace of Luna Ember.

words in her mind, Alora was too startled to do anything but listen. “Wait

with others before, she never had one. Alora only knew how it worked through textbooks,

back to Luna Ember through the mind

you are not the only one who wants

return to. Something so trivial as processing a Will should be done at the Werewolf Council’s office, not here in a diner and in front of an outsider.” The male’s utter disdain he held for the

to do just that, dismissing the Alpha himself. “Sit.” Alpha Andrew ordered the wolf and he obeyed immediately. “We will talk

dared shown me, not only as the Alpha of this Pack but as the Alpha of Alpha’s, after we have processed this Will.”

a mottled red and a sickly green as his expressions shifted from fear to anger, back to fear before shifting to arrogance, then back to fear when he realized he could not stand back up after being ordered

must really protest this treatment. I am a member of the Werewolf’s Council, and your grandfather gave the Council immunity from the Alpha’s orders.” The Council

from their Alpha or King. A Council’s authority is second to their Alpha or King’s, not above it, not beside it, below it. In order for the Alpha of Alpha’s

of the Dragon Master. Although his body was trembling in obvious fear, the Council Member still managed to adopt a look of supreme

the Supernatural Council. You spout nonsense about ancient treaties and agreements. Even if they did exist at one point, those are so old no one has the original documents or even copies of them anymore. The ones in the Moonstar Mansion burned up in a fire that took place decades ago. Besides

also had the effect of making the Werewolf Councilman shrink

after the two–legged form of the Sidhe and Fae Folk, that we now associate with the word humanoid. Humans evolved from a species of primate around ten million years ago. Werewolves were created from the huge wolf beasts that walked this earth during the Age of Beasts over sixty–five million years ago. As for no one having knowledge, Dragons are the oldest living species still walking

up and placed his hands on the table, he leaned over it and glared down at the shaking Werewolf Council member. “I wonder…pup” the word pup was spat out, “if you can guess just how old I am