ALMIRA
I sat stiffly at the long meeting table while I hid my trembling hands underneath, trying to appear as calm as I possibly could.
My eyes unconsciously wandered the place. I've never even stepped inside the meeting room in my life, and now it was filled with so many people all looking at me.
Four Alphas sat across me along with their betas and a handful of warriors with them.
We look like we're about to do a peace talk aiming for a ceasefire.
All of their eyes were on me, not even hiding that they were staring. It made my skin crawl in the worst way possible.
The oldest among the visiting Alphas, already around his late sixties, finally stood. His silver hair was tied neatly behind his back and despite his age, the authority radiating from him rivaled Aquil's.
"I am Rolan
