Romans & histoires High Lords Meeting #acotar

His commanding aura made most of the werewolves in the meeting bow their heads, while those who were strong and bold enough tried to resist bowing their heads. "Nice of you to finally join us" Alpha Cedric said as he watched Aaron sit. "I am sorry I couldn't make it much earlier. This was an impromptu meeting and I had other things to finish up." Aaron said as he carelessly picked up the goblet of wine on the table in front of him. Someone cleared his throat at the other end of the table. It was Alpha Ash, the head of the werewolves council. "We should start discussing the reason why we are here." He said.

she answered, and I left the house. The meeting was to be held at the western pack. Drogo called to inform me that all the council members were present and waiting for me. I drove quickly and got to the venue. I immediately walked into the hall, and I could hear whispers amongst them. "May you reign forever, Your Majesty," they said, bowing down slightly. I walked to my designated seat and signalled for the meeting to start. *What is the reason for this meeting?" I asked. The first elder stood up. "My king, we heard rumours that the cause of the attack on the northern pack was because of the lady who is in your possession," the man stated.

They weren’t really about to fight, were they? “Dad!” “Dad!” Leonardo Alroy and Chad Cheever both rushed over to Dalton and Andraste at once. Today was an extraordinary occasion. These two old men should not lose their temper at this moment. However, completely disrespecting their sons, the duo reprimanded in unison, “Go away!” Then, the two older men restrained their auras and walked towards the chairs in the middle of the hall. The atmosphere slowly eased after the duo sat down. Now that everyone had arrived, the meeting could finally begin. For a while, the atmosphere in the hall gradually became solemn.

The two look at each other and then to my surprise they just start making out right there on the screen in front of everyone. “Ahem,” Roman interrupts the pair, “Not the time you two. And let me be clear, it is NEVER the time during a council meeting. My apologies Leo. There is also a couple that isn’t here, Lux and Centori just had a child,” the room erupts in cheering, “Lux governs over the magic of Enchantment and Centori is the keeper of Necromancy.” Roman continues and turns his attention to the screen again. “The remaining are of our kind and leaders of the northern packs.”

A circle of torches had been made, and within the servants had set chairs and tables, one for each lord, their surfaces heavy with food and drink, and the lords celebrated as if they did not sit amongst an army, with soldiers making camp around fires watching their excesses. Ashara had set a table for me and my generals and warlock occupied it, along with Prince Alaren. Ashara, I thought, was worth her weight in gold, and Akyran was a fool. I put my shoulders back, and walked into the ring of light, greeting the lords as I passed. “What pretty peacocks,” Daerton muttered under his breath as I walked to my place in the centre of the table. I flicked him a smile. Leongrad and Alaren were seate

After that short introduction, we were called to be on the long table that could fit one hundred guests. Shadow sat next to me. Zarah and Aira settled next to her. Then another lycan arrived, older, in his late sixties, but he could be five hundred years old or older, with long white hair, but I instantly felt the power radiating through him. “Ladies and gentlemen, my father. High Lord Alexander Locklear.” Everyone stood up in respect to the former Alpha king. “He still has a father. My grandfather,” Shadow, communicated through our link.

“What a show of ingratitude.” “My l-lord!” I spoke out weakly, my voice quiet as I tried explaining. “I n-never had the inten-" “Silence!” His eyes darkened, and I whimpered as his hands pulled my hair harder. “Brogan.” A lycan down the table spoke up suddenly. It was an aged looking man, his eyes narrowed to a disapproving squint. “If you will remember , this is the full fledged meeting of the council of Montedgard.” The old lycan pursed his lips slowly. “You may play with your thing another time and at another place.”

He cleared his throat and gave me a look that held ample warning, “I hope each and every one of you enjoy the ball my true mate and her staff have planned for us.” With those final words and a single heated look, Atlas and I stepped into the crowd and readied ourselves for all that would come next. Until the sun began to set, Atlas and I would roam the courtyard and mingle with the guests, particularly the other High Lords. Once the sun dipped below the trees and the moon appeared, we would begin our first dance as High Lord and Lady. The moment we melted into the crowd, I was on my toes searching for Liam and Nicki. I hadn’t seen the two in months, and apart from various letters back and fo

Kaelen turned back to me, his expression softening into something that was supposed to look like empathy but felt more like a trap. "Zora, the High Lords are currently meeting in the Central Spire. Half of them want to level the Grey-Sector with Void-Bombs just to be sure the '001-Prototype' is erased. The other half... well, they’re businessmen. They realize that a war with the 'First-Born' would be expensive. They’ve authorized me to offer you a seat." "A seat?" I barked a laugh. "In a cage?"

CHAPTER 34 •••••Third Person POV••••• While Aurora and Astraea were looking at little kids transform into their wolves for the first time, Leonidas received an invite to the meeting on the neutral land by other kings to finally seal the deal of the peace truce. He read the invite and notice the meeting was in the upcoming week. Leonidas didn't want to go and wanted to send Zander instead of his place but he knew he had to go in person.