Chapter 7

• Dante convened a meeting with the council to discuss their plan to take down the seven powerful packs. His eyes gleamed with determination as he addressed the gathering. "We will start the attacks on the Silvermoon Pack the next full moon," he declared, his voice firm and resolute. "We need our pack to be the most powerful in the world, and by destroying them, we will gain more strength and power." The council members seemed to agree, but one of them stood up to express his dissenting opinion.
• The council member, a tall and imposing figure, looked concerned. "Our pack is already powerful and peaceful," he said, his voice laced with caution. "This fight is unnecessary and will lead to bloodshed in our pack. The warrior wolves in our pack will get hurt." He paused, his expression grave. "Those packs are powerful; we might not be able to conquer them."
• Dante's eyes flashed with rage as he turned to face the council member. "This is a decision we have made," he said, his voice cold and menacing. "You don't have an opinion on it, even though you're part of the council. You're still a low life." The council member took a step back, his eyes wide with fear, as Dante's anger seemed to radiate from him like a palpable force.