In the trenches of the Mafia quarters, walks the group of gangsters' boss, Rody-San~. Hès a monster among beasts.. The alpha/ He walks slowly towards his leather chair. "Mio." A small but sexy beta wolf comes out of the shadows. "Yes Boss?" He kneels his head and smiles towards Rody. "I need you to order a discussion between the others, this mission is important. Rody clutches the side of his chair, almost breaking the thick leather. "You got it, ill group them up quickly." Mio walks out of the room.
"I hope you aren't doing anything rash, Alex." Rody turns left and is met eye by eye to his father, or otherwise known as former Mafia leader, Louis. "Of course not, dad, but you know how I get with my kitten Apollo. NOBODY messes with him.... Rody's eyes shrink as he stares Louis down. Louis nods and stands in front of his son. "Too hasty, plan it out, follow the plan, and then act, do you hear me?" Rody rolls his eyes, but knows the ancient man is right. Louis tilts his head up, kicking Rody's leg as a reminder before heading off.
HALF AN HOUR LATER - - - - - - - - - -
Around a circled table lies each mafia member aligned with their pack. Rody is the most powerful among all packs, for he is the Alpha. Nobody barks a word. "I bring you all here for something extremely important. My omega apollo, has been scratched. The small, obedient omega, Apollo, stands up, and lifts their hands to show..... a papercut sized cratched on their arm. EVERYONE GASPS AND LOOKS AT RODY AND STARES.
"Go get them wolves."
