"He's here." That one sentence from Christian sucked the air from the room, nearly sending some people into a spiral.
Though they had planned "sufficiently" for this moment, it didn't mean the wolves weren't nervous. Everyone knew how this meeting would end, and the possibility that some of them might not survive it.
"Let's go welcome my brother, then," Elijah lifted the brown ceremonial wolf headdress shaped like a sleek, elongated crown and placed it over his head. Two curved, fang-like extensions framed his temples, giving him a predatory, untouchable presence. It wasn't every day one got to see the Alpha King fully adorned in his Alpha glory, but today called for it.
