Raven POV
As I turn around, everyone’s eyes are on me, and I am motioned to sit at one of the three leather couches in front of Alpha Gabriel’s beautiful large mahogany desk. His office is adorned with books on every wall, and the huge glass window behind him allows the moon’s glow to dance around the room, lighting it in an ethereal way.
I sit down, shuffling my hands nervously. I feel uncomfortable. I can’t remember the last time I spoke to these people. Maybe before my mother died? I try to recall memories but can’t think of any.
Slowly gaining the courage to talk, I ask, “How is Amber?” I trail off, looking at James. His soft brown eyes tell more than his words.
“Raven, she was badly wounded. William is with her. We are getting updates from the doctors. As soon as they know what’s
