Elder Troy
I left the Golden Claws Pack mansion with a heavy heart. The night air was cold, but not as cold as what I felt inside. Something was not right in that house. I could feel it. I had seen Alpha Victor speak strange words, and I saw how the other elders, even my own friends, suddenly nodded without questions. That woman… Luna Jillian… she was behind something.
I walked to the maid’s quarters at the far side of the estate. It was quiet, small, and far from the comfort of the Alpha’s house. The walls were thin, the lights were weak, and the whole place smelled of old soap and dust. When I entered, some maids saw me and quickly bowed.
“Elder Troy,” one of them said nervously.
I looked at them seriously. “Where is Darlene’s room?”
They glanced at each other, unsure if they sho
