Lesley made his way to the meeting room where both the queen mother and the elders of the pack were seated waiting patiently for his arrival. His step was neither brisk nor slow. It was calculated and made little noise even with the absolute silence that covered the whole place.

As Lesley stepped into the room, he took a quick slow breath that was barely audible. He avoided meeting the gaze of anyone in the room as he made his way to the front.

It took every restraining strength inside of him to not explode when his eyes met with Lucas's eyes. He held himself and prevented any form of...