Ethan
Anger boils my blood, and no matter how I try to tamp it down, it pushes on, climbing up my throat with an uncomfortable heat.
If they won’t listen, or change their minds, I’ll do this my own way.
“As Elders and Council, you should be open to assisting and guiding the younger generation,” I announce, narrowing my eyes on the men sitting before me. A sharp intake of breath spikes along with the tension in the room. “What is the point of you being in leadership positions if you only hinder those beneath you?”
I can see when their attitudes shift from proud to annoyed. Council Member Thaen is the first, unable to control the angry furrow of his brows. Then the Elders from the Redwater Pack and the Midnight Pack. Each of the men nearly trembling with anger.
Before they can speak
