After The End

He had warned them. Greely had warned each of his fellow Alphas that this would happen if they didn't take action. But they didn't listen. They never listened. Now all of them were rotting in a dungeon, and the phantoms had conquered Jamaa.

Of course, he was going to escape, but something within him was screaming at him not to abandon his fellow Alphas, something he didn't fully understand. But if it meant Jamaa could have a chance of survival under the phantoms' rule, he would leave them all here to die. No. He couldn't. He could never leave them. Not even Peck, no matter how much he hated her.