"Why the fuck was there a meeting and I wasn’t informed?" A chilling deep familiar voice echoed from above. Everyone’s head turned towards the voice and my assumption of who spoke was proven correct. Fenrir was on the second floor of this hollowed out section of the building, holding onto the crumbling concrete pillar. He leapt down into the ring, startling Angie. He gave her a quick growl, one on a similar level as Remus, and she scurried back towards her pack. His eyes landed on Remus and there was a look of surprise when he noticed the man, but they quickly found me and a deep sense of hatred overtook him. "And why the bloody fuck is the queen here?"