Joran was storming through the halls in the direction of the Convocation Hall, knocking a man off his feet on his way and sending dozens of papers flying in all directions.
Usually, he would have stopped to fix his mistake and looked charming while he did it, but now… Now, he did not care about his perfect reputation anymore and had more important things to do.
After all, he was out for blood!
He was ready to knock the doors out when they opened in his face, and fellow Alpha Convocation members started walking out, most avoiding his gaze as if they had done something wrong.
Instinctively, he already knew.
“Where have you been?” A member of his inner circle seethed and walked past him, hitting his shoulder on the way.
Joran couldn’t care less. There was only one person he wanted to
