RETH
Reth felt terrible leaving Elia alone all day after the shock she'd had. But the wolves were working to undermine him, and not just Lerrin. Behryn and the others had heard more than rumors—they'd broken up a meeting of several of the younger males, and there were hints that the men had expected the wolf elders to show up also.
The wolves were always plotting, but Reth had never faced outright insurrection. Every time that day he'd thought he had made a plan and determined what needed to be done, new information came, or someone raised a new problem.
He'd gotten angrier and angrier as they day passed, until Behryn pulled him aside as he was eating a hasty dinner.
"I know this has been a tough day, but everyone can smell your tension and they're all getting more tense themselves in response. You need to breathe."
"I'm facing a possible attempt to overthrow my throne and your advice is to chill?" Reth muttered.
