The room had grown awfully silent after the tall lycan had made the proclamation. There were no murmurs, no disagreements, only shock and silence. The series of events that had led up to the moment had been too quick, too unexpected and far too overwhelming. All the lycans who were either sitting or standing here in Badar's home had no words to describe how they felt about Erik being at the helm of affairs.
The warrior lycan who bore the keys to the chains on Erik's body had unlocked them, letting the heavy chains fall to the ground. Erik moved his arms from his body, stretching them for the first time tonight as he scanned the hall carefully, attempting to single out those who were as opposed to Badar's proclamation as Boris was.
As the thought of Boris' name crossed his mind, he flash
