★Nuel's POV★
He didn't meet my gaze. Not even that of any of the people present in the hall. His eyes only flickered restlessly as he spoke, exhaustion dragging through his voice as though he had spent the entire night in heavy labour.
No one, I believe, noticed the blood that had trickled down the back of his palm. Neither did any of the men who were busy arguing stop to check. They were far too concerned with where they stood for. With some demanding the selections continue, others insisting they be canceled. Among the latter were those who wanted Maria to be made Luna and some others me, who was the Alpha's Nivara.
"Silence!" Alpha Noca's voice thundered through the hall again, cutting through the chaos. Instantly, the room fell into an uneasy silence once more.
But then, voices rose from outside, loud, angry and desperate, catching everyone's attention. A guard burst into the hall, his steps clumsy with panic as he bowed before the Alpha and the elders.
