Lamia
“Alpha Langley, you are, no doubt, a valuable leader in today’s society. Your growth as a pack, so fast, is commendable. And your innovation with technology throughout your cities is impressive…” I looked at the high councilman with boredom.
The elder bear shifter, who was a tall burley man with a beer gut and graying hair, wasn’t stating anything I didn’t already know. There were four high council members, Mr. Peter Carling, who was speaking now. Evelyn Stallings, a cat shifter, who looked to be in her early 70’s but was still the picture of beauty with her slim figure, tanned skin and dark hair tied into a perfect bun on top of her head. The third high councillor (and my favorite so far) was John Meir, a well put-together wolf. He was slender and a little shorter than the averag
