Everybody had their gaze upon the Alpha that ruled over one of the newest packs around. Aeolian seemed to have been lost in his mind, his blue eyes staring blankly at the desk, his fingers curled around his chin as they supported his face, his elbow resting on the armrest of the chair.
Marina was sitting behind him like a patient guard dog, like every other beta that had been allowed to follow their alphas into the council room. She was afraid to look around and meet anyone's stare, as if she knew they were not even looking at Aeolian anymore, but at the first female beta in history. The silence was heavy and truth was no one knew what was the next move. A hunt? Patrols? An army? they would definitely not move and leave sacred ground behind, ground that held ancient history and knowledge
