*Estelle*
Gabe had finally been able to arrange a council meeting with the leaders of the other packs in the area. He'd been trying for weeks to get everyone to take the rogue activity seriously. It wasn't until another territory's borders were breached that they seemed willing to listen.
Gabe was irritated that his word hadn't been sufficient, and I didn't blame him. I had a feeling that things with the other packs were more complicated than I knew.
I was warned to steer clear of the parlor where the meeting would take place. Gabe had told me to ignore any shouting I heard. It seemed like diplomatic relations were more than a little tense.
Val and I were in the library flipping through family records in search of any mention of red or orange fur. It was tedious, at best, and we'd
