Ava’s POV
The council hall was full of people, different representatives from each pack in the country, their voices mixed together, making it hard to think.
My heart was pounding hard as I darted my eyes to each of the group, they looked so confident, their eyes always on Jennifer.
I turned to Jennifer, she kept a calm and demeanour but I could see the satisfied looks in her eyes. She was enjoying this, she knew she was winning.
Charles stood beside me, his arms crossed on his chest, he looked around at the crowd and sighed. “They’re already against us,” he muttered.
I nodded, turning to the door waiting for Dorian to arrive, he was my only hope to win this war against my mother.
I turned back to the crowds this time, Elder Marcus was already walking around, the crowd turned towards me, their faces filled with disdain as they stared at me.
They must be talking about me.
I met their gaze not wanting to show weakness, it seemed to have worked because most of them turned away avoi
