CHAPTER FIFTY SEVEN
JONATHAN Point of View
I slammed the door to my room shut, feeling like I was about to explode. What had just happened? The elders had just walked out on me angrily after questioning my leadership. I was more angry than I was guilty for keeping the elders out there, waiting for eternity. I paced back and forth across my room, my mind racing with anger and confusion. How did I even let this happen? I groaned out in frustration as I grew my claws angrily. I folded my fist and tightened them. I was trying so hard to control my growing anger. I stopped pacing and grabbed my phone, dialling the number of one of the elders, Marcus. He was one of the few people I considered a friend, and I needed his help right now. I knew he was the only one who would listen to me right now. I was desperate to have that meeting with the elders, and I was ready to do anything to fix the meeting with them once again. The phone rang a few times before Marcus picked up. "Jonathan, what's w
