The Gifted Luna
Ralph paced the edge of the room like a caged wolf, ready to strike at the slightest provocation.
Draven shifted, his voice lowered now. "Alpha, there is something else you must know. A truth as dangerous as the betrayal of your father."
Edwin's brows knit, suspicion sharpening his gaze. "What truth?"
"I really do not like the fact that you keep indulging, and believing every word that comes out of his mouth, my lord," Ralph said, holding Edwin by the arm.
"Ralph," Edwin called, drawing Ralph to the extreme end of the tent.