Chapter 188
- Nysa POV
- Myra shifts in her saddle for the third time, tugging her cloak down like it might hide her irritation.
- “I don’t understand why I’m coming,” she says, tugging her cloak tighter like that might somehow teleport her back to the pack. “This is a council meeting. I’m not an Alpha. I’m not a Beta. I don’t even like meetings.”