The group of councilmen, Alphas, Lunas, Royal Beta Colton, Alarick and Lilith relocated to the main thrown room to discuss the situation. It was quite grand with everything being in bold but elegant blue, gold, and white marble. Alarick was sitting on his formal throne while Lilith stood by him, refusing to sit on what she assumed was her throne to his right. She couldn’t help the shiver of excitement at the power oozing off of her mate. She tried taking a step back and away from him so she wouldn’t interfere with his affairs but was met with a threatening growl as his claws dug into her hip in warning and he drug her into his lap. It was clear that Ambrose was just as present as Alarick and neither were letting her out of their embrace any time soon.
They both ignored the shocked gasps
