CHAPTER 11

I inhaled deeply and knocked on Xander's office door. We were close, but I still felt a bit nervous every time I saw him.

“Come in, Aurora,” his deep voice boomed.

He was bent over the desk, his forehead creased, looking at some paper. The sight of him so focused made my heart jump, but I just tried to ignore the feeling.

“You wanted to see me,” I asked.

Xander looked up, his intense gaze softening as it met mine. “Yes, please sit down. We need to discuss this message from the High Alpha Council.”

I settled into the chair across from him, curiosity piqued. “The High Alpha Council?”

He nodded, “There is so much you don't know, Aurora. The Council is the highest governing body in werewolf society. They oversee all packs, mediate disputes between alphas, and make decisions that affect our entire species.”

As Xander explained the intricate political structure of our world, I found myself fascinated. It was so much more complex than I'd ever imagined during my time in the Clearwater Pack.