Chapter 149

Viona's POV

The council chamber buzzed with a restless energy long before I entered.

The tall stone hall had been built for moments such as this, its vaulted ceiling etched with runes of unity and protection. A round table dominated the center, its polished surface reflecting the torchlight. Already, the seats were filled: Alphas of neighboring packs, elders draped in ceremonial robes, Betas whose sharp eyes missed nothing. Their scents mingled in the air-dominance, suspicion, ...