The agreement

“Why the fucking hell did you think I’d agree to this foolishness of giving her to that bastard? And what the hell are they doing here?” Rygan snarls out in question to his commanders.

“I have no clue. We got the message from Alvira. She must have intercepted it and got the elders involved,” Taz says, admitting that even though Alvira did not come, his face betrayed disappointment for Alvira as the elders trooped in.

“I’m sure you mean to say that my dear child did right; after the attack on my dear Alana, I have the right to know what goes on outside the pack,” Adeline, Alvira’s mother, notes.

She walks with deep pride in the room, her face cold and stoic, and immediately turns to one filled with contempt when she sees Elise.

“And we are here to give our decision on the matter at hand; it’s our pack too, and it’s best to give her back to her betrothed,” another elder chimes in.

“And you’d think I’d listen to these absurd orders? You dare tell me what to do?” Rygan snarls