After Irene's speech, Alpha King Elijah wasted no time bringing the room to order.
"So…" he said, his eyes gleaming with anticipation, "all in agreement? We fight for the humans and rid our world of this… disease." The last word rolled off his tongue with open distaste.
Ezra was the first to raise his hand.
A few of the sub-alphas openly snarled through their noses, though none of them were surprised. Ezra had his pack planted deep in human territory, and his Luna was human. Of course he would be the first to support the cause.
But beneath all of that, there was also jealousy.
Ezra was just a sub-alpha, yet here he was making decisions on behalf of the West pack all because Asher Nightshade was absent. It stirred something ugly inside of them.
Because if their own alphas were dead like Henry, and their heirs were to suddenly… go missing?
