FINNIAN
Later in the day, the elders arrived, each of them bowing deeply to the Alpha King before taking their seats. The air shifted the moment they stepped in. It was heavy and silent. No one spoke unless Rowan did first.
My brother never liked the idea of Beta or Gamma, or anything traditional, for that matter. Said it made the pack lazy, too reliant on rank. We only had guards and warriors. No middlemen. You either fought for the pack or you didn't belong.
“You sent for us, Your Highness,” Felix said, standing on the left side. He wore a mask of obedience, but I knew better. His smile was always too perfect, his voice too smooth. Something was rotting behind those eyes. I could smell it.
Rowan didn’t respond. He just stared down at them, sitting on that thick black throne carved fr
