A pack member enters, exasperation flashing across his face. He hates serving me but doesn’t really have a choice unless he wants to challenge me.
“I have a letter from the council in reply to yours,” he says as his brows furrow.
“Oh, good. They finally decided to respond. It took them long enough.” I reach forward and snatch the letter out of his hands. “You may go.”
He scurries away quickly and slams the door closed behind him.
After the disturbing dream I had the other day, I had sent a letter to the council that we needed to meet again because I don’t believe she’s gone. I think Levi fabricated this ruse, and she is hidden somewhere.
They can either thoroughly investigate this or face the consequences.
I glance at the letter, and notice Micah’s handwriting. “After your departur
