The emergency council meeting was already a disaster before I even walked into the room. I could feel it in the air. Heavy. Tight. Awkward. Like the entire packhouse was holding its breath and waiting for someone to explode. Usually I assumed that someone would be me.
Ronan stayed close behind me as we approached the council chamber. His steps were quiet, but I felt them like echoes in my spine. My wolf kept pacing inside me, unsettled, irritated, ready to snap at anything that moved too fast. The shadow at the tree line had not helped. I did not tell Ronan I had nightmares about it again the second I came back to my room. He probably knew anyway.
Two warriors stood at the door. They let Ronan pass without question. They hesitated when they saw me. I leveled them both with a stare that c
