Edmund roared and beat his chest. "Othniel, your tribe has long been worthless! For 1000 years, you've been hiding and cowering, barely surviving. Compared to us werewolves, you're nothing but a third-rate race! No matter how stubbornly you resist, you can't avoid being wiped out.

"The werewolves will tear apart your women, children, and rip off the heads of your men! Progenitor Ragnar is taking action himself. Soon, you'll experience what true despair really means!"

The mention of Ragnar mad