SASHA
- Two weeks later -
“The results are…” The head of the council cleared his throat as he put the papers down to eye the crowd of leaders. “Thirty-eight votes in favor against nineteen. We have listened to you, and will now announce our verdict.”
Just as I shifted in my seat, trying to keep my impatience under control, Cedar squeezed my hand beneath the table with excitement. He shot me a wink and I pretended not to notice, reminding myself that I should stay composed and neutral during a council meeting, but a small smile gave me away. Satisfied, he relaxed against his seat.
Last time I had been before the National Elder Council along with all the pack leaders of Canada, I was apprehensive. Despite having been full of hope, I hadn’t been able to ignore the dark clouds looming over
