Violet
It was late in the afternoon when I wondered how light was coming in when the hall was deep inside the castle. The sun slanted through the high windows of the formal hall, casting long shadows across the polished floor as the final matter of the day was announced.
My stomach twisted itself into knots.
Throughout the long hours of the morning and early afternoon, I had sat in my designated section, listening to discussions about territorial boundaries, trade agreements, and minor disputes between packs. The Supreme Alphas had worked through their agenda with practiced efficiency, their voices rising and falling in debate over matters that seemed impossibly distant from my own situation.
