The Winter's Howl

Chapter 4

"This is Keith," the middle-aged man clad in a suit- Agent Brad Tremaine - gestured to the screen behind him as the picture of the dangerous gang leader appeared on the screen. "Keith Wolff. That's all we have on him: a name and a picture. Nothing else, other than the fact that he's involved in every bit of organized crime in Canada, plus the drug export between the USA and Mexico. We've also come to know that his men are  organizing crime everywhere: UK, Asia, Australia, you name it. Fortunately though, one of our undercover agents has found out more about him.

"Lately, there had been no signs of Killian, so we assumed that he had decided to keep his head down for a while after we captured his second-in-command in Sydney. However, Killian was recently at a Derby in Texas, where he was collecting payment for a murder. Unfortunately, he fled before our reinforcements reached there."

A hand in the audience went up, traced down to one of the new agents. "Who called for the reinforcements?" the girl questioned.

"I did." Harry got up from where he was seated in the front row of the room and made his way up to the stage, buttoning his coat as he went there.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is Agent Harry Ashford of the Undercover Department. He has been undercover with Keith Wolff for the  past seven months. He'll continue the presentation now," Agent Tremaine handed over the podium to Harry who accepted it with a nod.

"I'll probably be disappointing you all by saying that I haven't actually met Wolff, so my knowledge is limited too," he started. "Be that as it may, I found out about the Derby and called for reinforcements.

"Moving on to the objective of the presentation: We all know that he is very dangerous, but it may be more than the average thing we know. I mean, there is so much of unexplained stuff going on in there, only his closest circle are involved in it. We've tried getting people in there, but with no luck whatsoever."

The presentation continued with few interruptions, most people pondering over the dubious circumstances of the gang.

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"Carter, what do you think our course of action should be?" Mayor Johnathan asked Carter Banner.

"For now, we could set up a perimeter. For more measures though, we'll wait."

  "For?"

"For any inclination from the half-breeds that they want war."

The Mayor sighed. "Shouldn't we start preparing for war?"

Carter replied, "Oh yes, most definitely."

The meeting in the mayor's office was dismissed.

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Aiden paced in his office as Josh wiped his sunglasses on his shirt and Jordan stared at his interlocked fingers, each of them thinking hard. Except maybe Josh.

The werewolves  had recieved news that the humans were preparing for war. Aiden had recieved the news fairly well at that moment, contrasting to Jordan's full-out freak out session. Josh had just pursed his lips in that weird way he did when Aiden messed his hair.

"Has their population, like, grown more than they can handle or something? Why do they want war? Isn't it obvious that their losses will be greater than ours?" Jordan ranted.

"First of all, yes, their population has grown to a nnumber large than they can handle. Secondly, if I knew why they want war. I would be working toward eliminating that reason. And lastly, we can be killed, you know," Aiden told Jordan.

"Add the fact that we're too soft to be doing any killing," Josh added.

"I'm haing a hard time thinking of you as 'soft', man," Jordan muttered, poking Josh's stomach.

"Ow!" Josh exclaimed and poked Jordan. Their poking fight quickly upgraded to a tickling fight, and both boys were trying to run away from the other while simultaneously tickling the other.

"Guys!" Aiden yelled, making the boys sit up straight at either ends of the black leather couch. "We have a pack to protect here! Focus!"

"Oh come on, Aiden. For now, we can do nothing except doubling security," Josh said.

Aiden glared at him. "Josh, the humans are massively unpredictable. They can attack any time at all. We have to start preparing."

"You're being paranoid, Aiden," Josh sighed.

 Aiden glared at him. "I'd rather be paranoid than have damage done to my pack." Turning to Jordan, he said, " Call for a pack meeting tonight. We need to work on a possible peace treaty."