The voice whilst still reminiscent of Lucien, carried a deeper, growling undertone at the same time, causing the glass, transparent walls of the meeting room to shake, tremble at his sight.
Instantly, the whispers and small chatter died, the room was eerily silent at the abrupt and quite peculiar outcry of the newest arrivals.
The elders, the various directors that were already all present, missing only their leader, showed various stages of surprise mixed in with frowns and scowls as their eyes gleaned on the young teenager that accompanied Sera.
They had no idea of what an outsider was doing with her, nor what he was currently doing, what they were arguing about.
