Chapter Twenty four

Draven sat in his quarters alone and in deep thinking as he rapped the table unconsciously with his fingers. The events of that afternoon were still fresh in his mind as he sat there quietly, just thinking.

The door opened slightly and a small figure stepped in. Draven did not even bother to look, he knew who it was already. He had perceived her long before she even opened the door. It was Keisha, his servant.

"Alpha, Isabelle is outside demanding entry." Keisha informed.

"Tell her am busy." Draven replied.

"She insists Alpha."

Draven remained quiet.

"Alpha, she...."

"Tell her I'm busy..." Draven snapped angrily causing Keisha to jump in surprise at his sharp voice.

Keisha turned immediately and hurried outside. Draven remained quiet, brooding calmly, his mind running quickly with thought after thought as he sat there.

His sharp ears caught movement outside the door. It was as if a struggle was going on out there. The door bust open abruptly and he could hear Keisha gasp. "I'm s