#Chapter 158 - Tomorrow

Damon I took my seat at the head of the long table, the polished surface reflecting the muted glow of the sconces. Ten pairs of eyes watched me with a hunger that had nothing to do with the morning meal we’d just left behind. Elder Theron was the first to speak, as expected. “Your Majesty, we believe the timing is ideal for a public announcement. Tomorrow evening.” His voice had that steady, unyielding quality of a man who thought his words were simply fact rather than suggestion. “The Packs are restless. Your union with Lady Elena will reassure them. Stabilize them.” Others murmured in agreement, a low ripple of assent. “Tomorrow,” I repeated, my tone flat. Another Elder leaned forward, his thick fingers drumming against the table before he laced them together. “Any longer, and the whispers will become doubt. We cannot allow doubt in our King’s commitment to the throne.” Across from me, Theron’s beady eyes glinted with self-satisfaction, as if the idea had been h