Aerion
I leaned back in my chair, staring at my laptop screen while the council's faces looked back at me. Even through the screen, the virtual meeting felt as stuffy and tense as if we were face-to-face. Something bad was going to come out of the meeting, and I was just waiting for the ball to drop. We had already gone through the regular updates. All the Alphas had given a status update and the spotlight was now on me.
The council leader, an old silver-haired wolf named Alistar, narrowed his eyes at me. “Alpha Aerion, we’ve reviewed the situation in GreyHound. How are things going with the virus?”
I clenched my jaw. I had been ignoring their emails and now there was no way to escape.
They wanted a nice success story, something simple and hopeful. But I couldn’t give them that.
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