The council room was vast, a high-ceilinged chamber built long before any of the current packs had been formed. Stone walls, etched with sigils of old treaties, caught the morning light streaming through tall windows. Tables were arranged in a semicircle around the center, leaving space for the Alpha of Bloodstone and his Luna to stand at the head.
Dustin and Crystal moved to their positions, the murmurs of the arriving delegates fading as the two passed through the entrance. The air was heavy with anticipation, a mix of scent, power, and subtle territorial tension.
One by one, the visiting Alphas and their Betas arrived.
Silver Pines: Alpha Roderick, a massive male with slate-gray hair and eyes sharp as ice, carried himself with quiet authority. His Beta, Mara, was lean and lithe, copp
