The large great room was already crowded by the time they filed in. It was a huge space with a vaulted ceiling and a stone fireplace that took up an entire wall, but tonight, it felt small. Bodies were packed shoulder-to-shoulder—wolves standing along the walls, sitting on the furniture, and crouching on the floor.
The air inside the room smelled of scared wolves and anxious pheromones.
Elana and Damon stood in front of the fireplace. There was no microphone, but they didn’t need one.
“Settle down,” Damon shouted as he held his hands up. The room went silent.
Elana stepped forward, her hands clasped behind her back. She cleared her throat and began. “As you know,” she began, her voice carrying to the back of the room, “we have a new addition to the Pack. And as some of you have already
