Chapter 105. Epiogue

Ezra POV

[Four years later]

“Draw them to the cliff!” I ordered.

Alpha Jackson’s troops were surrounded, his Pack house had been seized, and his troublesome council had been slaughtered. He had no choice but to surrender, but the stubborn Alpha refused.

My wolves charged, sending the last troop of wolves to the edge of the Crafter Cliff, where they were forced to surrender or die. They were all going to jail for a series of crimes anyway.

“Where’s your Alpha?” I demanded.

They stared at each other with blank expressions. When I thought they would remain defiant, they all shifted back into humans, and I knew I had them. Finally, after twelve hours, it was over.

“We don’t know where he is,” the designated leader said, a man with a buzz cut and piercing over his right eye.

“He’s a coward who left you to feel the heat of his crimes. Surrender now, and the punishment won’t be so steep.”

They glanced at each other for a couple o