~Aria~

“Did you hear anything?” I asked Beatrice, pacing in the living room.

Damon was still in meeting with the elders and it had been over three hours already.

After Crescent Moon left, he immediately called for an emergency council meeting.

Beatrice shook her head with a heavy sigh. “Nothing yet, my Luna.”

I sighed exasperatedly, slumping into the sofa.

“Trust in the Alpha, my Luna. He can handle this.”

“But then, I wonder what would have happened if Lady Pat was truly poisoned. We'd all be cut down by sharp claws by now.”

“Oh no, I can't imagine it!” she gasped, shaking her head dramatically.

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