JULIAN'S POV
He sighed. “It's about the pack,” Uncle Lucas said pointedly.
Silence boomed the atmosphere around us. “Julian, the council of elders wants to have a meeting with you,” He began. “It's no longer news to the entire province that you're out of consciousness. Albeit, we need you to address your pack members. We waited, yet you did none of that,” He said, and added, “Our patience is running thin…”
My lips thinned. “I would address my pack members when I see fit,” A small streak of pain tightened a delicate nerve. My eyebrows furrowed into a small frown, then I straightened my face. I couldn't let Uncle Lucas pick the tiniest steak of pain in me.
He would blow it all out of proportion, and tell everyone at Silverstone pack how incompetent I was. Since I've been away for too
