Aria's POV

I knew the Alphas were up to something when they insisted we meet at the Lycan council chamber instead of the Crimson Moon manor.

I was just too desperate to care.

There were about thirty Alphas in the council, yet there were only twenty-nine chairs, and they’d all been filled, leaving me to stand.

From the perverted gleams in their eyes, even a blind person could tell it was deliberate.

They all gather in leather thrones spaced too far apart, clutching goblets like weapons, ...