Tessa POV
Inside Xzavier was standing by a large set of oak doors carved with the pack crest, a paw print in the middle of a moon, surrounded by a bouquet of wolfsbane flowers. Xzavier opened the doors as we approached revealing a large chamber. There was a long table in the front on a raised platform, five high backed chairs arranged behind it. In front of that was a semi circle area with a seat in the middle and two tables set behind it. At one of the tables Michael sat, handcuffed to a bar bolted in the middle of it, a guard standing back from him. As we walked in, Michael managed to turn and give us a menacing grin. That smile sent chills down my spine. Whatever he had planned was not something that I wanted to be a part of.
Once we were all settled five older men came from the door
