The heavy oak doors of the mansion burst open and the emissary strode in flanked by armed guards, his voice booming like a death sentence across the war room.
"Queen Avery Blackthorn. The Global Pack Council demands your immediate presence for a purity trial before the High Elders. Refuse and the entire continent declares full war on Blackthorn territory by dawn tomorrow."
I shot up from the head of the table, chair scraping loud. "War? Over a trial? Damien, Ezra, Kai, get in here now. This bastard isn't leaving without answers."
Damien moved like lightning, positioning himself at my right, Prime Alpha glare locked on the emissary. "Who the hell are you to walk in here threatening war? Avery my Queen, stay behind me while we sort this."
The emissary, tall and silver-haired in forma
