The dominants knocked on the door and Krasny Licht's voice immediately invited them in. Silver Bloodhood, who had made use of the other leader's presence to request this emergency meeting, lowered the handle and preceded the other leaders into the room.
All were surprised to find the werewolf sitting at his desk, a pile of folders in front of him. The alpha raised an eyebrow at their puzzled expression and closed the folder he was holding with one hand.
Once again since the dead-end, each of the werewolves had the same thought. Krasny Licht wasn't what the rumors said about him.
Ruthless rogue, brute, nag, cruel. That's what tongues often raved about the red-haired alpha.
The first thing that surprised Silver and Glen when they first met him was how young he was. Eden who had researched the man had subsequently informed him and his mate that Red Orbs' leader was only twenty-one years old.
