Making an Entrance (2)
Maya's POV The old Alpha's question hung in the air, as silence and tension filled the room. Alpha Gene looked to Elder Braun. Neither could come up with a valid response. I was fiddling with my necklace. How did one explain it to a room full of Alphas? "Let me answer that question." I heard a slightly familiar voice say. He was standing quietly in a back corner of the room. My eyes searched the room to see black and silver colored hair. He moved with ease as the Alphas in the room parted for him. His blue eyes landing straight into my grey. "I know you all know who I am." His voice steady as he made his way up the stairs to the stage. "I have granted each of your Alpha status over the years and have visited ones who requested help." Elder Braun moved back to the other side of Joe. S
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