Kendra's Point of View
"I have to do something about it either way," Lennox spoke, covering his whole face with both his hands, just as someone knocked at the door.
"Remember she had made you venture into unknown territory, putting you into unpredictable dangers of the unknown, imagine what would have happened if we had met with one," Osmond replied, his footsteps stopped, the lock clicking.
"I'll have to speak with the elder," Lennox replied.
"I don't think it is necessary, Alpha," Osmond spoke as he opened the door, I opened my eyes to meet a gray-bearded man walk into the room, his gait, solemn, his glass rim, placed perfectly on his nose like it was made and meant for it to be on the bridge of his nose.
"Heard you summoned for me, what's the problem, Alpha?" The man said, standin
