The Great Hall had never felt this suffocating before.
Tonight, tension pressed so heavily against the walls. Even breathing inside the hall felt difficult.
Thousands of wolves filled the chamber from end to end in the middle of the night, restless and ready to listen to what their ruler had to say about Aire.
Military heads stood near the lower levels in dark uniforms and hardened expressions. The elders occupied the upper crescent seats with visible displeasure already etched into their faces. While noble families whispered among themselves.
However, Alpha Ashmere, Alpha Rowanfall–even after being called back to the court after Aire's wish, and Alpha Blackfen were no where to be found.
Every corner of the hall carried unrest wolves.
Outside the palace walls, the kingdom had already begun dividing itself. Some wolves demanded justice, and others demanded blood.
The massive doors at the far end of the hall opened heavily.
