Chapter Two Hundred-Twenty-Two – Elders of Black Claws.
Stefan had given into the urge to look around High Mountains. Perhaps, see few elders and ask them if they had any issues.
It wasn't like he didn't trust Sorren to be attentive, but the Elders might swallow down some words with him.
He successfully crossed to the Elders' quarters without being seen by the young ladies of the Pack. He sighed in relief. He knocked and waited for a reply.
"Stefan?" the door opened to reveal a tall man with white hair scattered about his black hair. He smiled.
Stefan couldn't help but smile back. This Alpha was the grandfather of his best friend and Jade's grandfather. His smile slowly fell as he remembered Jade.
The old man's smile fell as well as he opened the door wider for Stefan to enter. The Alpha could catch the scent of the other Elders waiting for him.
