Alpha Bladens POV
The council room was already occupied when I arrived.
Voices carried faintly through the stone walls before I even stepped inside—low, tense, restrained. Not loud enough to be disorder, but enough to tell me patience has already begun to wear thin.
The new hunter had been summoned as a result of Viana's suspicion. We cannot be having someone new when we are still trying to figure out who snuck snowbloom wisteria in Bloodmoon.
I pushed the door open.
The room went quiet.
Viana stood near the long table, her gaze fell on me when I walked in. Her expression was composed in a way that usually meant she was trying hard not to lose patience.
And in the center of the room sat the hunter.
He looked younger than expected.
Not reckless young—but old enough to know how to k
