#Chapter 135- Oppositions

Ethan “You’re cutting it close, Alpha,” one of the elders says as I arrive in the main meeting room of the Pack House. His tone suggests he’s not happy, but with a cut of my eyes, he lowers his gaze. Leaving Fiona again, especially while she could be in danger, was not on my to-do list, but I also couldn’t miss the King’s emissary. “Alpha, what Elder Raen is trying to say is—” When Elder Johnson finds my eyes already on him, he goes quiet. Smart man. It’s one thing to speak up to an Alpha while giving advice; it’s an entirely different thing to disrespect one with your tone while trying to hide that you’re being rude. They may be elders, but I am still their Alpha. “I know exactly what he meant, Elder Johnson,” I growl, turning my heated eyes on each of the men standing in front of me. “I may not be here full time, but I am still your Alpha, and you will not disrespect me again.” They all bow, and while this is a minor issue, I still have to hold Zev back from using his