"Alpha King Elijah! What's your response to the explosion?!"
"Where is responsible for the attack?!"
"Alpha king Elijah over here!"
Security had already formed a barricade between the crowd of reporters and the entrance of the Lycanthrope Intelligence Agency. Their black uniforms and the sight of their rifles was enough to instil fear in them and keep the ruckus at bay.
Elijah was standing at the top of the steps, his towering frame rigid, commanding silence by presence alone. Christian, his beta, remained just to the side, his arms folded behind him while his eyes sweept the press for any threat.
With the cameras rolling, Elijah began his speech.
"The incident that occurred last night was not an accident but a deliberate, calculated assault."
The commotion had stopped at this point. Flashbulbs continued to blink, but the reporters had fallen silent now, hanging onto every word he said.
