Chapter 32 Sheldon's Pov

• The crackling tension in the room was almost suffocating. On one side of the room, the elders, the most respected and stubborn minds in the pack, sat around the long table in the council chamber, their gazes varying between wary and accusatory.
• On the other side of the room sat the pack's General and some of the top soldiers guarding the pack's territories.
• I stood at the head of the table, my hands gripping the edges to keep myself steady. Marcus stood by my side, his presence a silent reassurance as I stared down the room.