Ryan's P.O.V

Grayson was pacing nervously while we waited to be called into the meeting room.

"Grayson, sit your ass down now!", I exclaimed.

He sat down, his foot tapping the floor wildly.

"What's wrong boy?", I asked.

"I'm only 14! They're not going to let me become a Delta!", he cried out.

"Yes they will, Grayson. You are one of my top fighters and you have a huge wolf for a 14 year old. Your wolf is at what, 6'2?", I asked.

He nodded.

"Then you will do fine. Deep breaths, Grayson.", I said.

Grayson inhaled deeply, visibly calming down.

The doors to the meeting room opened up and a secretary walked out.

"You may come in now.", she said.

I walked in, my head held high. Grayson, Dominic, and Dina trailed after me, their eyes blank and auras giving away nothing.

Elder Tom was the first one to actually see me.

His face paled and soon, th e other Elders took notice of me.

"Elder Tom, it's so nice to see you again.", I smiled.

"R-ryan.", he gulped.

"Ah, yes. It's not Alpha Queen Ryan anymore, is it?", I smirked, tilting my head slightly.

Elder Tom opened his mouth to say something but I cut him off.

"I'm not here for such petty things. I have a group who saved me. They would like to become a pack.", I informed, my face is devoid of emotion now.

"You do realize that the pack must have someone of Alpha blood to rule, right?", Elder Catrina, a bitch if you ask me, said.

"Yes I do realize that. I am that person of Alpha blood.", I said.

The Elders looked at one another.

"Do you even have packlands to live on? Buildings to house the wolves that are in your group? Access to food, electricity, protection?", Elder Tom questioned.

He really thought I would come here and make a fool of myself.

He is a fool.

"I have all of those things. The old RedMoon packlands. Their packhouse was still standing and in living condition.

We have money to buy food and the RedMoon pack was on their own electricity source so everything is still running.

We've built a daycare, gym, hospital, and training grounds on the property and all the wolves live in the packhouse for now.

We will soon be expanding our housing and building individual homes for the wolves who do not want to live in the packhouse.

We have wolves who were kicked out of packs. They are great warriors and we have been training them.", I informed.

The Elders were quiet. They couldn't believe it.

"Well, you have everything you need to become a pack. The only problem is that they are rogues. Rogues are dangerous. They're crazy and unstable.", Elder Catrina said.

I told you. A bitch.

My hands slammed down onto the table, fitting into the grooves of my hands before my pack betrayed me.

"Rogues only go crazy because packs and people like you abandon them! Wolves are creatures who have to be in groups to stay sane!

The rogues in my group though were never alone for long! They've always had another rogue there for them because traditional packs are selfish little bitches who only care about themselves and ranks!", I snarled.

The Elders looked taken aback that I had exploded.

They knew my temper.

"My Beta, Dominic.", I said pointing to him. "He is of Beta blood. He was kicked out of his pack just for not fitting in.

My Gamma, Dina. She was kicked out of her pack for being a freak because of her unnatural speed.

My Delta, Grayson. Kicked out of his pack because he shifted a day early. A day!

The ridiculousness of these packs are off the charts. And that is why I am giving them the home they deserve.

They were all left behind to die just like me. They were forgotten, betrayed, just like me.", I whispered the last part.

Elder Tom looked around and the Elders talked in hushed tones.

After a few minutes, they pulled apart and looked at me.

"We grant you a pack, Alpha.

Just for the books, what will be the name of the Alpha and the name of the pack?", Elder Tom asked.

I smirked.

"The name will go under Alpha Ryan Halifax.

The pack. Well...

Put it as...

The HellHounds."