[Pallas Lycaon's Castle]:
Back at Pallas Lycaon's Castle, Pallas walked impatiently back and forth on his Castle's grand Dinging Hall floor.
"What is taking them so long?" the werewolf's eyes were not their usual golden; instead, they were glowing crimson.
If other werewolves were present, seeing Pallas' eyes and feeling his suddenly suffocating presence, they'd instantly fall into submission. These were the eyes of an alpha werewolf, and Pallas, being Lycaon's son, was naturally an alpha and one of the very first alpha werewolves to come into existence. He was part of the very first family of werewolves — the Lycaons; He was the second born son of the very first werewolf and the 3rd strongest werewolf of the Lycaon bloodline… Or he was before his death and reincarnation. His pack was one of this realm's greatest forces… And yet, it was taking so long to fetch an otherworlder? This was not pleasing in the least, at least, to Pallas anyway.
