ELIJAH'S POV
"The boarders have been disturbed again. The Lycan Pack—they've started to lunge," one of the elders announced.
"Something must be done, Alpha," another added, urgency sharp in his voice.
I sat in the counseling hall, the ten elders before me poised like statues, legs crossed, eyes fixed on my every reaction. For over a decade, these men had ruled under my father's command. Now, they sat here, ostensibly guiding me, or perhaps testing how much control they could still exert. Five years ago, I would have obeyed every rule without question. Not anymore. Not since Diana.
"Alpha Elijah, this is a serious matter," Curtis Stone interjected, frown deepening, his eyes narrowing like a hawk ready to strike.
