[ Lydia's minion: Hailey ]
Hailey stood to the side in the crowded hall while Lydia's plan unfolded before her. Lydia was doing exactly as she said, disturbing the peace in front of the pack, making Aila seem weak. She waited as Delta Darren whispered in her ear, her face paled to whatever he said; she looked like she had seen a ghost when all of a sudden, Alpha Damon grabbed the Delta wolf by the throat and slammed him to the ground.
She could not see some of what happened; the pack members were now standing, looking to see what was going on. They loved a good fight; there was a type of blood lust within them that they needed to fill at least once a month. The pack meetings were required to update the pack of any dangers and information they needed, but they were also a good time for someone to beat the living hell out of another wolf. It was not its point, but it somehow became a bit of a tradition.
