The council
Sam's POV "Mhm," the Elder knods as I explain to him my life. Oddly, he wants to know everything. I thought this was about my son, but he seems intrigued to learn more about just me. I mean, it makes sense if I am to be Luna. "So, he's three,, the child, I mean?" He taps at his note pad with his pen. "Yes." "That's a harmless age," He shruggs, "Tell me about the father. Is he still around?" I stiffen and nod. "Not for long." Eli mutters under his breath through gritted teeth. The anger steaming from him hints to something more than just his encounter at the party, much more. "What?" The elder and I ask in unison. Eli shurgs and crosses his arms hard over his chest, shaking his head for us to proceed. "So fathers present, noted." Maine sticks the back of the pen into his mou
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