As we walk up to the front of the crowd, I tap into the mind link, deliberately eavesdropping. The people seem more interested in Clive’s condition than in the fact that there are visitors from neighbouring packs. Which will make things harder for Cecile. Ember Moon is loyal to Clive and his death will not sit well with them. She could be facing a riot if she cannot control them.
“One last thing,” I hold Cecile back to whisper in her ear. “If the crowd gets restless, silence them with your alpha tone.”
“How do I do that?” She looks slightly panicked.
“You’re an alpha, it will come naturally. Just be loud, but do not scream. Staccato, but clear. Like a sergeant screaming at his troops,” I try to explain. “Use authority.”
“I’ll try,” she smiles weakly.
“You’ve got this,” I encourage her
