Marcus's Point of view

A low hum of discussion filled the conference room, interspersed with the clinking of glass and the occasional laugh. The purpose of the monthly pack meeting was to let the important members discuss future plans and iron out current issues. Yet the moment I stepped inside, I honed in on one corner of the room.

There was Lily. There was Lucas, too.

And, irony of all ironies, the fact was that as Lucas came closer than necessary, smiling with that amiable grin of his, she just stood by the long table, arms crossed with a polite but aloof smile. Her nods to every word from his...