Garrett sat at the long council table, pacing slowly behind his chair, awaiting the outcome of
the trap that had been set for Tiara.
A single candle flickered between the elders, casting stretched shadows across their
weathered faces.
“This matter with Tiara is growing out of hand,” Elder Leonard muttered.
"We cannot allow things to continue this way. The alpha is caught between his fated mate,
and the pack,"
“If she truly is the Alpha’s fated mate, the pack has a right to—”
"Has a right to do what?"" Garrett flared.
"This is one of the problems I have with you all," he continued.
" The girl in question has none of the qualities required to become the Luna, not even the
slightest one!" He half-yelled.
The doors to the chamber suddenly burst open.
Vanessa strode in, her ha
