Ravin's POV
The Silver Crest Council of Alphas met in a hall that smelled like old wood and old power, the kind of place where decisions had been made for generations and the walls had absorbed all of it.
I walked in and took my seat without ceremony, without acknowledgment beyond what was necessary, and waited for the meeting to begin.
The other Alphas were already there, some of them I knew well, some I knew by reputation only. All of them had the same look, that particular tension that came from being pushed past the point of patience by someone who had no regard for the order that held everything together.
It didn't take long before the name came up.
"Kol."
Alpha of the Vespera Pack, and apparently determined to make everyone in the region understand exactly how little he respe
