Angela paced back and forth as she waited for her mates to arrive. She had sent each of them a message, and she was certain they had received it. They had not come yet, but fear was already twisting in her chest. She glanced around and saw the same tension in the faces of those who had come to support her.
"Why do I feel like this is a mistake?" Stales asked, his eyes fixed in the direction the Alphas were expected to come from.
"I am beginning to think so too," Angela replied, rubbing her sweaty palms together. Her confidence was slipping away with every passing second. But it had to be today. She had to tell her mates the truth, no matter what happened.
