Two days later, Reana set out for her journey to the Alpha council. The meeting was not held in any of the packs. Rather, it was held in neutral territory known as the Moonstone Valley; an ancient, sacred land protected by ancient laws where no violence could be committed without divine punishment.
The journey was long. It was supposed to take her four days on horse, but she took the carriage this time. And that was because her man chose to go with her.
Inside the carriage, the two sat facing each other.
"You stripped them off their ranks without explanation. Your pack members are not pleased," Ryder broke the silence.
"What would you have me do? Allow imposters to take important positions in my pack? How fair does that sound to you?" she glared at him.
Ryder smiled, a lazy tilt of his lips that didn't quite reach his eyes. "Fairness isn't the issue here, Luna. Politics is. You've shaken the nest, and now the hornets are buzzing."
