André's POV
"You are late, Alpha André."
Councilor Gregor stood up and scolded me lightly, but I adjusted my tie and cufflinks.
"I am here, aren't I? Have you all talked about the important stuff without me?"
"How can we? The Alpha needs to be present."
I looked at my wristwatch.
"Well, by the looks of it. I am only ten minutes late. We can still get a lot done if we start now."
I turned to look at Doran, and he looked relieved. I could tell that he had been bearing the heat from them before I came in.
There was a large ripple in the hall, and discomfort filled the air. I could tell they were bothered and were looking for someone bold enough to say whatever they wanted to say to me directly.
Finally, Councilor Maximus stood up and gave a polite bow.
"Alpha André, we called you
