Chapter 44
Derek's
I sat at the head of the long pack meeting table. My arms were crossed tightly over my chest, and I let my eyes sweep slowly across the room. I wanted every person there to feel my gaze. The room was filled with the people who were supposed to be my leaders and my support. Elders, betas, and senior warriors occupied the heavy wooden chairs. They weren't looking me in the eye. Instead, they were leaning toward one another, whispering and muttering in low voices. They glanced at me with expressions that made me feel like I was already a dead man. Their voices were a constant buzz of anger and uncertainty. I could feel the fear in the room, but it wasn't the kind of fear that led to respect. It was the kind of fear that led to a revolt.
I could not believe I was wasting my time coming to this hall for a meeting like this. I had more important things to do, like making sure Ema was safe and hidden. But as Alpha, I had to face them.
