PENT UP REVELATION 

I sat on a small bench outside the meeting room, listening to the soft mutters inside. Alexander and the pack elders were having another meeting and I could tell that they were discussing about me. Occasionally, I caught whispers of my name but I could t grab much to piece together what I was doing in their conversation.

After what felt like hours, the mutters finally stopped, signalling the end of the meeting. I heard the shuffle of footsteps begin to approach the door and I quickly composed myself.

One by one, the elders walked out of the meeting room, their eyes glancing in my direction before they walked away. The last elder finally walked out of the room and I immediately rose from my seat and entered.

Alexander sat on a large throne at the far end, his eyes scanning a scroll in his hands. His brows furrowed as he read through the content, and I could tell that whatever it was, it seemed far more serious than the question I had to ask him.

I concluded on asking him later and