Alaric’s POV
As I walked into Eamon’s office, he didn’t even look up from the paperwork on his desk at first.
“I am a busy man, Alaric,” he said. “I want you to know that I had to push back a meeting with a very prominent member of the pack to fit in your emergency meeting. I hope you have a good reason for this.”
“Honestly, I wish I was wasting your time,” I told him. “That would make things a lot simpler. You could yell at me, and I would leave in disgrace and everything would end eventually with an apology and a handshake.”
Eamon finally set aside his pen and looked up. “Then why are you here?”
“One of my elder council has shared with me some alarming news,” I said, and briefly filled him in on what was happening, with my exiling the elders, to their return now, to the suspicion th
