"Samhain is nearly here. Don't you think it's time to bring your mate to meet the council members? They will meet her there whether you are prepared for it or not," Sylvia stood in Graeme's office, arms folded.
Graeme sighed and ran his hands through his hair. He had intended to bring August here weeks ago, but then Andreas and Pearce had dumped copies of the entirety of the horrific alyko tales on each individual council member's desk. They had been prepared to plead their case, to say the least.
That day, the council voted to reinstate the map and a fierce revival of old fears had begun as eyes were glued to it. The council members were obsessed.
