Shawn
Rory had sat next to me in silence for the better part of the council meeting. My council consisted of my inner circle, the eldest wolf in the pack, and my upper ranked wolves. My parents also sat on the council, not to retain power, but as my advisors. Carter and Sybil were here. Alex was even invited to attend though he was sitting in the back looking affronted. Percy and Darcy were sitting next to Rory, the former seemed to be as worried about my mate as I was. I caressed her knee while I listened to the lot of them argue and bicker. She didn't move. Didn't flinch. She was abnormally pale and part of me worried that she had been injured during the scuffle with the witch but I scented none of her blood. Her eyes looked haunted and I could feel her mind moving a million miles a min
