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Creed's POV

Agitation flowed throughout the pack bond. It wasnt just coming from one or two people like it usually did. No, it was coming off 90% of the clan as a whole. Those who weren't already agitated were becoming agitated because of the bond.

Tyler liked to think of himself as calm and collected most days. Tonight he couldn't seem to keep his calm though. Even with Harrison by his side, he couldn't stop it. This was causing his little mate distress which only made things worse for his wolf.

After they had eaten the clan went into the meeting hall. Tyler and Harrison sat close to the front. Warily Donner chose to sit on Harrison's other side. It would prevent any of the others from approaching without permission.

Tyler might not like Donner but he would not risk his mate's safety for his dislike. It was one thing they could agree on. For them, Harrison's safety was their primary concern.

The older guard took up most of the very front rows. They believed in isolation from humans. To them, if you were not pureblood wolf then you didnt belong within the clan. The only reason they followed Willard was because not one of them could beat the man. Even now in his weakened state, they dare not attack him.

Killing Willard wouldn't guarantee them the Clan Head position anyways. Things were changing within the clan. The next head according to rumors he heard would be chosen by a vote. Only the change would be allowed to vote in favor of their candidate. It was new and could very well bring out civil war.

The current bets were between himself and Mikhail. Gerald would standby him for as long as there were still members of the guard around. He was too much of a coward to disobey Willard. If someone took out the rest of the old guard. Then Gerald would be a serious contender.

They were here to discuss whether or not the White Wolf clan would support the Dark Lord. If they do what stipulations and guarantees would they want in return.

Only the old guard wanted to remain isolated. The rest of the clan wanted to be more than stuck in one spot. Wolves were not meant to be confined as they were. The need to run and never come back was growing stronger with each generation. If it continued the clan would be destroyed.

Willard agreed with him on this point as did most of the clan. They wanted the next generation to survive. Not to constantly be fighting their instincts. It wasnt good for them to be constantly fighting themselves. The problem was that they could trust that they wouldn't be attacked. So they hid in places like Wolf Lake. Where the moon was always full and they could freely be themselves within the territory.

Shaking himself from the dark thoughts as Blackstone came forward he focused on the task at hand. Sherman began without his usual joke, "Welcome back everyone. With all the packs under the Clan of the White Wolf here it's time to discuss our future. For the pups who haven't changed yet or are new, you should know the hierarchy of the clans. From top to bottom you have the Clan Head who presides over everyone. How they are chosen depends on the time. Once it was by a battle. The next it will be a democracy. Next are the pack heads. They are chosen by their respective packs. It's up to the pack to decide how to go about that."

For a moment Blackstone paused letting his words sink in. Harrison next to Tyler was as stiff as a board. He listened to everything intently his eyes alight with excitement about learning of his heritage.

Sherman continued, "After this are the betas. They are the second in command to the pack head. Then there are the gammas. Gammas are your enforcers who keep the law when the betas aren't available. Then there are the omegas. They are the lowest-ranked members of the pack. The pup pack which is an offshoot of the main pack has the same hierarchy."

Harrison nodded his head accepting the words. Tyler knew he would have to answer questions later. It was only a basic overview of the pack hierarchy. It didnt go into the guards of the packs.

Sherman said, "Now I have kept up with the ongoings in the outside of the world. The Dark Lord Voldemort has returned. Harrison Potter, Matthew's nephew has faced him in battle several times. This includes just a few weeks ago. So far the Wizarding World refuses to acknowledge his return. Earlier today Light Wizards including a werewolf tried to get Harrison back with them. With him being with us demands for his safety must be in place."

Murmurs of soft agreement filled the air. Good, he would kill them all if they thought they could give up his mate.

Sherman looked to the side and Willard came into view. Tyler winced at the sight of the elder wolf. He looked much paler than when Tyler saw him just a little while ago. Cancer was taking its toll on him. Still, he gave off a powerful order that would quell any dissent within the clan.

Willard began, "Welcome back to the lake. Now we are here to discuss how we will guarantee the wizards keep theirs. As well as what we want in return for our help."

Harrison stood at his side surprise went through Tyler, "As a way to ensure our safety I would suggest an unbreakable magical contract. You will need a law wizard for this to make sure it is airtight. Another thing we need to do is make the contract to our clan as a whole. Not to a single person. When that person dies the contract would break otherwise."

That would make sense. Tyler found himself agreeing with the teenager. It was surprisingly insightful for someone of his age. Luke Cates wouldn't be able to come up with something like that.

Tyler stood up as he said, "I agree with the young pup. Out of everyone here he knows the most about the Dark Lord."

Harrison gave him a small grateful smile. Sherman nodded as he said, "I also agree. If we give any quarter to the wizards they will take advantage of us. With his help, we can ensure our survival. I push to vote that Harrison be there for all negotiations."

Gerald growled his eyes flashing amber, "He hasn't changed yet! By clan law, he is not yet considered an adult."

Tyler snapped back his own eyes flashing the same, "What would you suggest then? You don't even have any magic, Gerald. Just because he is new to the pack doesn't mean he doesn't have good ideas. Now sit DOWN!"

Gerald's legs gave out from under him and he collapsed into the chair. Tyler glared for a moment longer before he sat back down in his own chair.