CHAPTER ELEVEN - DELTA

ALPHA ASHA

Though this wad supposed to be a meeting about the security of out borders I had not expected it to turn around so fast. My father had his hand planted firmly on my shoulder as he spoke, his aura, superior, suppressed mine but I still had my eyes on Ayla, she had gotten lucky, something that would not happen again.

I resumed mu seat, my father stood beside me. Clearly he had something important to say because he was not supposed to be here in the first place.

“I greet you all, my apologies for such an impromptu entry but I bring information. Information that would be better only shared with a small group of people.”

He turned his eyes to me, a grin on his face that I knew all too well. Whatever it was he was about to say was probably going to be something to aid his malicious plans.

“The enemy Alpha of the west, Alpha Silva, is holding a coronation for his daughter, Penelope Silva…”

My heart skipped a beat, a cool cloak of horror dressing over me. I shifted in my seat, my