Agatha.
Tonight, Agatha stood in her usual place against the wall during dinner, on Alpha Dagger’s orders. He enjoyed giving the appearance that they were royalty. They had servants who brought them food, but both his and Luna Lilith’s attendants were also to stay in the rooms with them at all times in the event that they were needed.
She wondered if it felt rewarding to be at the head of a table that now sat the leaders of his previous pack, Dark Paw. She was surprised that Alpha Warrick and Luna Bryndis had come. She knew from gossip that they rarely left packlands, often sending either the Beta or Gamma in their place.
They were a fearsome pack, but not deceptive or cruel. Dark Paw had only been around for three generations, when warrior wolves broke off to start a new pack because
