Eden’s pov:
Cindy and I arrived at the training grounds just in time. There was quite the crowd, and everyone was whispering, making assumptions about what had happened, about the kind of crime the Gamma must have committed.
I tried to tune them out, knowing that as long as the Alpha himself didn’t explain, nobody would be sure of a damned thing.
“Quiet,” soon Beta Mark appeared.
Not a word of objection followed, not even a whisper, and the hush that followed was almost eerie.
From where I stood in the right corner, I could see some of what was going on despite my small frame.
Hunter stood to the side, looking at everyone, his ever-present scowl making him far and unapproachable. I remembered yesterday’s smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. That man was warmer, full of quir
