Chapter 9 The Meeting

• GAEL’S POV
• He exchanged a look with Ezra after mind-linking him, and he refused to pay me any mind. I want to leave the confines of this hall so bad. One of the most dreadful reasons I do not enjoy being Alpha is sitting in a large hall filled with elderly pack council members and discussing matters concerning the pack. It would have been fair if we got to discuss and reason simultaneously. But these old imps seem to enjoy bickering at each other. At any chance, provided they argue and throw jabs at each other. It did resort to a kind of entertainment sometimes. But it becomes burdensome when the discussion base is a complicated matter like this.
• "Can we all ensure silence in the hall!" Ezekiel's rambunctious voice circled the space. "Shouldn't you all act your age? What solution would come from arguing with each other?"