RHETT
I strode down the hallway, as I headed towards the meeting room. Each stride I took, warranted stares from people passing by me.
“Alpha Rhett, any news about the killer?”
“Has the killer been brought to justice?”
“Are we safe in this pack anymore?”
“We need justice! Why has the killer not been found?”
I was bombarded with questions, each one more agonizing than the last. I kept my gaze forward, ignoring their incessant question as the sight of the meeting room door came into view.
I hastened my steps, pushing the door open. The round stony table was filled with the elders, council members, and of course, my father. Their gaze all switched to me the moment I stepped into the hall. I held my head high, as I walked up to the head of the table.
I settled myself down into the. C
