The hall feels colder than usual as we walk through it. Each step feels heavier than the last. I barely am able to contain the fire simmering beneath my skin. Maya walks quietly beside me, her face a mask of emotions.

Her presence is the only thing keeping my wolf contained.

The door to the main hall is open when we arrive. Most of the pack is already here and ready to hear what we have to say. Conversations fall to murmurs the second we step inside.

All eyes are on us, including Luce’s.

Maya ...