♚Archer♚
I stood at the edge of the courtyard, with my hands shoved deep in my jacket pockets, as I watched the pack gather in the pale morning light. Word had traveled fast, and by the time Marcus had called for a meeting, everyone was here. They clustered in small groups, whispering among themselves as they cast nervous glances at the barn where Yolanda was being kept. Some faces were drawn, and wary. Others looked at me with something close to hope. Most just looked tired. They thought this meeting was about Yolanda, and in a way it was. But it was so much more than that. Marcus stepped up beside me and crossed his arms.
“They are all here,” he murmured. I nodded as I scanned the crowd. I could see my parents standing off to one side, and they knew what this was about. My father nodd
