Sixty Eight

Zephyr has half-shifted, his teeth pointed and sharp, his entire face morphing into that of his wolf.

He looks terrifying, his eyes flashing from black to red and his shoulders hunching forward as his wolf tries to force a shift.

Avery is barely holding back a shift, her claws digging into her palms as she tries to ground herself. She's counting backwards from twenty-four, and praying to the Moon Goddess as quickly as she can, crossing her fingers that her words are heard before anything bad can begin.

Alphas who have scented Lilith before have stood up, looking outraged by the appearance by the rogue in their court.

"Lilith Addison, thank you for presenting yourself to the court," one of the Councilmen booms and the growling almost drowns him out.

The atmosphere is tense, and everyone who isn't growling or holding back growls are looking at each other in confusion.

Katya, Scott, Mike, and another Alpha who Avery only barely recognises are restraining him, holding on as tight as they