EMILI
The shouting could be heard from the second floor.
I had gone down for dinner as Alaric had ordered the night before, but when I reached the kitchen, Inés signaled nervously that it wasn’t a good time. In the living room, Alaric, Damián, Klaus, and a man I didn’t recognize were locked in an argument that made the walls tremble.
“Five wolves dead, Rodrigo!” Alaric’s voice was thunder. “Five! And your brilliant plan was not to inform me?”
“With all due respect, my King, I thought we could handle it internally. I didn’t want to alarm—”
“Alarm?” Alaric let out a dry laugh devoid of humor. “You have demons attacking your territory, five corpses in less than a week, and your concern was not alarming me?”
This Rodrigo was the alpha of the North Coast pack. A broad man with graying hai
