ARIA WINTERS
The pack's reaction is immediate. They split into two halves right there. Half of them extend something like welcome, tentative and curious. The other half go visibly cold as the empaths enter. Their shoulders are back, and faces closed, giving that wolfish body language that means we're tolerating this and we want you to know we're tolerating it.
I can see the disagreement in their eyes. Some even look disappointed. I almost address it, then I hold myself back. I can't exactly blame them. These people I just opened the doors of the pack to, are rogues. Not just ordinary rogues, empath rogues. These pack members have seen what I can do, and they're scared. That's why their attitudes towards me changed. They're kind of respect, and fear me at the same time. Now imagine what
