The tension in the room is so thick you could cut it with a knife. All ranked pack members are sitting in Azrael’s office trying to figure out what to do next. I’m sitting in Azrael’s lap behind the desk and we’ve pulled in chairs for everyone else to sit. The Gammas are finally back and are currently seething at what has been going on in their absence. Margo is currently in the dungeon and her father has already come to us pleading for his daughter's life. Her confession was enough to incriminate her and we already interrogated the poor wolf she manipulated into making the poison for her. He broke down immediately and said he had no idea those ingredients made that combination and after looking through his background it checked out. Yes he worked in the pack hospital but he was just a nurse who specializes in treating wounds. Nothing to do with mixing a potion or in her case a poison together.
I clear my throat and everyone’s eyes snap up to look at me. Taking a deep breath I say, “
