บท 367: Perfect Torture

ELRETH

She'd been joking about ninety minutes, just like he'd been joking about two hours. They both knew there would be no cutting this meeting short.

But as Elreth stood among the Alphas, turning and speaking to whomever approached, answering questions to individuals and to groups, explaining the prophecy, the pricklepig, Gar and the disformed, again and again, it was only sheer discipline that kept her in the room and focused.

Aaryn prowled the edge of the gathering looking more leonine than lupine as he paced. They were lucky  no one noticed his intensity, the way his eyes flashed whenever one of the males got in Elreth's space. This group might have taken the set of his jaw as a challenge.