Chapter 512: Where Is My Son?

Henry Nightshade had not been the most likeable person, but seeing the empty position where he should be seated still put a heavy mood over the meeting room. The chair sat there untouched, reminding everyone what had happened.

The Alpha King’s residence was never the kind of place where people showed grief, but the air felt colder today. Even the sunlight through the tall windows looked weaker, like it didn’t want to come in, mourning for the Alpha’s loss.

Alpha Irene sat straight with her arms folded, staring past the table. Aeron had broken away from her as soon as they arrived in the city, heading to find their son and protect him if push came to shove.

Across from her, Alpha Caspian leaned close to his wife, Zara, whispering in a hushed voice, as if anyone in the room couldn’t hear them with their werewolf hearing. Their eyes kept flicking toward Henry’s empty chair and then away again.

Leon Draven sat like a statue, Henry’s death hitting him the hardest considering the two of them had been closest. His wife, Alexa, sat beside him with her hands loosely locked together, her gaze giving nothing away.

All of them had arrived early that morning from their various packs after the unfortunate incident had reached them.

The door opened right at that moment and Alpha King Elijah walked in.

The room didn’t relax at his presence, it tightened. Conversations stopped at once and no one dared look at him for too long, bowing their head in respect instead.

Elijah walked to the head of the table, but he didn’t sit. His eyes moved slowly over each person before stopping at Henry’s chair.

"Henry Nightshade is dead," he announced, his voice calm but cutting. "This is not just an ordinary loss, but one that changes the balance in this council and beyond."

No one spoke.

"I won’t waste time with sympathy," Elijah went on. "His absence leaves cracks in the West Pack, which is why Asher Nightshade, his heir, has traveled down before those cracks can be exploited by our enemies. That means he won’t be available to tell us what really went down in that unfortunate accident.

"However, it’s a good thing Alaric Storm had the sense not to go AWOL like the others."

stepped into the room. All eyes were pinned on him but he didn’t

inclined

he greeted, his voice carrying just enough deference

imagined every possible worst case until she had him in front of her. She pressed a kiss to his forehead before pulling back just enough to scan him, her hands moving over his shoulders and

goddess you’re safe, son," she breathed, the relief clear in

then pulled Alaric into a firm hug. There was no words, just a father grounding himself in the fact

the moment Caspian let go. "What in

if you don’t mind taking your seat and not hovering over the boy, he has been through a lot. All of our children have been through

something ready to fire back, but Irene

right. Our sons are all in this together, and since Alaric is here, we can hear from the horse’s mouth," Caspian said quickly, stepping in

had never been best friends, but Alaric and Griffin’s closeness had made them relate with each other. However, that tolerance had thinned lately, especially over Violet and the unusual way she fit into both

amused scoff. He could already tell he was going to enjoy himself. His council and pack

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one who booked Pine Ridge Lodge. I just wanted to

exactly? I don’t recall anything unsettling happening

son’s love life, I’ll remind you that your workaholic of a son was in a polyamorous relationship with Violet until the goddess decided to mate her with Griffin." He said it flat, not flinching from the anger in his mother’s

we should let the boy speak without interrupting him," Alexa said, her words laced with meaning. "I get that

met Alexa’s eyes with open disgust. How

slow breath.

at the lodge

Elijah asked this time, his gaze narrowing on him. "You’re telling me you

bold and without

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