The shifter accords had begun, and the tension was as thick as steel. Myra quietly observed the people in attendance as her gaze moved to the middle of the oval table where all the leaders had gathered. Myra’s eyes moved towards the unfamiliar male first.
Alpha Maddox Kydron, the alpha of the Moonvale pack, sat quietly, but Myra could sense his mighty frame and aura, which surrounded his brooding character; when he stood up, his eyes locked onto Draven.
“So it really is true, you're back, Alpha Aswulf,” he said, offering a firm forearm handshake. Her eyes lingered on his rugged exterior, which exuded power, and she sensed that he was a quiet yet dangerous man who shouldn't be underestimated.
Myra's gaze then shifted to the Red Dawn chief, whose greedy eyes fixed on Draven with a mix of
