Felix had called for an emergency meeting, and the pack was slowly filtering into the Crescent Moon gathering hall.
I found myself trapped in an awkward embrace as an Iota clung to me like their life depended on it.
It was funny how death had its way of bringing people together, even werewolves who couldn’t stand each other. High-ranking members who had sworn up and down they hated my guts were suddenly pulling me into tight embraces, whispering condolences about Dylan Lockwood’s passing like we were lifelong friends. I patted their backs awkwardly, unsure of what else to do.
“Michelle!”
I turned to see Alec walking toward me, his presence causing the boy clinging to me to pale and scurry away like a frightened rabbit. Sometimes I forgot about Alec’s reputation. The wolves generally kn
