At the presence of Adonis, the noisy crowd fell silent, as if their tongues had been tied or better still cut off. The energy and boldness that had fueled their protest vanished in an instant. Adonis walked to the front, where his mother and Andres stood, his steps echoing with authority. Zeus followed close behind, his eyes sharp and watchful.
"What do you define as leadership and trust?" Adonis's voice sounding like a roar and a thunderclap, reverberating through the forecourt. His fury was visible, his red eyes blazing with an intensity that made the crowd flinch. He locked eyes with the leader of the crowd, as he paced back and forth like a predator sizing up its prey.
Thee once-boisterous pack members were now silent and fearful, a contrast from their earlier uproar . Not a single p
