Jax's Pov.
I had a meeting with the elders that morning and the atmosphere in the council chamber was heavier than usual as we sat around the carved wooden table.
I could sense the tension rising like smoke in the air.
Whenever Raven’s name was mentioned, the elders shifted uncomfortably exchanging worries and glances among themselves.
Their fear wasn't hidden, her powers unsettled them. Many of them believe she was nothing but a threat to our long kept traditions, a danger to the balance of our pack.
But deep inside me I knew they were wrong. I didn't fully understand the extent of her abilities.
But something in me refused to believe she meant harm.
I rose from my seat and stood before them, all their eyes fixing on me at once, sharp, judging, expecting me to confirm their
