Chapter 190

Cyrus's POV The drive to the Elder Council was quiet, but I couldn't stop thinking about the rogue wolf problem. This stuff affected every pack in the country. I got out of my car and straightened my suit as I walked toward the building. That's when I saw her. Claire Pierce stood by the entrance in a nice dress that fit her perfectly. Her blonde hair fell in soft waves, and her makeup was simple but made her look beautiful. But she looked distressed. She walked back and forth, phone glued to her ear, calling the same number over and over. Each time, she looked more disappointed. "Lucius, where are you?" Her voice shook a little. "Please call me back." Something twisted in my chest watching her vulnerability. Dante,my wolf, pawed restlessly within me. "She needs us, "Dante urged. "She doesn't even like us," I reminded him, recalling how Claire always met my attempts at conversation with sharp retorts and sarcastic comments. "Doesn't matter. Look at her." Claire had moved to a bench, clu