REAGAN'S POV.

"Come in." I shout out the signal when a knock sounds on my office door. Almost immediately, the door knob creaks. I stop typing on my laptop and look up to see who it is. It's Ronald and he has this look on his face which suggests that everything is not alright.

"Alpha Reagan." He calls, his head dropping in a deep bow before he proceeds to walk towards my table.

"Yes Ronald. Why do you look so frantic."

"Because I don't feel good about what's about to happen." His voice is low and serious. I jerk my back off the chair and lean forward, placing both hands on the table for support as I give him a curious look. "What do you mean by that?"

"It's the elders. All eight of them are being led to the conference room right now." That announcement jars in my ears like a loud church bell. A ridge forms between my brows as my gaze on his face intensifies. "Why are they being led into the conference room? I don't remember calling any meeting."

"Because you didn't. They arrived a while ago and said to tell you there's something urgent they need us all to discuss. They say it's an emergency."

as he comes to a halt In front of my table, breathing hard and holding

chased." He sucks in dry air and takes a moment to calm his harsh breaths. Ronald and I exchange confused glances. When he's finally calm, he finally stands up straight again. "My parents are here. I just escorted them

bang the table hard

thread my fingers through my hair, ruffling it and caring less

elders know as

emergency meeting between the

a trial and they

do, Alpha? You have all the power and authority. If you want us to dissolve the gathering, say the word and it'll be done." Kyle suggests but I

I'm not a coward.

meeting." I put on my suit jacket. "We will listen to

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