That same day when the sun began to set, the grand hall of the castle was filled with the murmurs of a gathered crowd. Nobles, soldiers, and pack members alike had been summoned by Alejandro, and the air was thick with anticipation. No one knew why they had been called, but the tension in the room was in the atmosphere.
Yolanda stood near the front of the hall, her arms behind her and her expression guarded. She attended and Alejandro had insisted that Marcus stood beside her, his sharp gaze scanning the room for any sign of trouble.
“Any idea what this is about?” Yolanda asked, her voice low.
Marcus shook his head, his expression curious. “No. But knowing Alejandro, it’s something big.”
Before Yolanda could respond, the doors at the far end of the hall opened, and Alejandro entered
