Amos'pov
The rest of the pack watched in stunned silence. Their eyes were wide with fear. Not shock. They all expected it to happen at some point. For someone who killed the Alpha, they should know better than to call me weak and scared. They knew better than to question my authority now.
I was their Alpha.
I was about to continue the meeting when a soft voice cut through my thoughts. No, no, no…
"Amos."
The voice was damn familiar too.
I turned to see Princess Ana standing nearby.
"Take that memory away, Zayn." I growled at my wolf who shrugged. He, too, had no idea why her voice was cutting through my mind. It was one of those times I had visited her by the breakfast table. She was seated with a sad expression on her face.
I had generally wanted to know her problems, so I asked.
