One Week Earlier
Moira:
I picked at the stone seat beneath me, hating the cold and unyielding way it forced my body to bend to fit its shape.
The Alpha’s Chamber had hardly been used while Godric led the Snow Mountain pack. He had preferred to speak to the pack as a whole in the pack hall, or to have any wolves in need reach out to him directly and immediately with their issues and concerns.
He was not fond of the formality and tradition of the Alpha’s Chamber, believing he could not lead his people effectively from a dusty stone chair in a dark and dingy room on the edges of the mountain den.
‘How short-sighted of him. Only someone who had been born into power would not understand. There is a privilege that comes from removing yourself from the petty squabbles of a pack, of elevati
