~Lucian~

The pack meeting hall was with tension as I entered, my first impression that something was wrong. The usual quietness that greeted my entrance was replaced by whispers and meaningful glances. All of the elders were present, along with what seemed like half the pack, all of them arranged in a semicircle that looked more like a tribunal than a gathering.

At the head of them all stood Rose, elders' leader, her grey hair gleaming under the harsh lights and her face cut into firm ...