Rion’s POV
I shoved open the heavy oak doors to the council chamber and the whole room went dead quiet the second I stepped in.
The Elders, the priestess, all of them already seated around the long table like they’d been waiting to pounce as Tyler and William followed me inside.
The air was thick, the kind of thick that could make people’s skin itch in the most uncomfortable manner.
I dropped into the head chair without a word. Now I’m here, they might as well devour me with their speech on duty.
“Let’s begin,” I said simply.
Elder Marcus leaned forward first, eyes sharp. “What is the problem, Alpha? Really. For months we’ve watched every suitable girl from the strongest bloodlines run out of this pack after five minutes in your presence. They couldn’t handle you and your…personal
