Each of the remaining alphas glanced at one another, tension in their posture. A private meeting with the Alpha King was never delightful and they bet their ass they were going to regret this.
Elijah clasped his hands behind his back, deliberately weighing each of them in turn with those knowing eyes.
"I know you're curious about this meeting. And you're right to be uneasy because while the world is distracted by the virus, my concern lies elsewhere…. " he announced, "...With my heirs."
And there it was. The moment they had been dreading
"Have there been any developments," Elijah asked calmly, "regarding the whereabouts of the cardinal alphas?"
His eyes settled squarely on Irene.
"No," Irene answered without hesitation. "There's been no sign. No trail. Nothing concrete."
Elijah studied her for a long moment. "So not even your priests or seers have spoken of my heirs' location?"
