A priestess walked the lonely path that led straight up to the the Alpha's palace. In her hand was a large basket of fruits, and she held her white dress in her hand, her eyes thinned agaisnt the kate afternoon sun.
"Archer?" Hailey called as she straightened her position again, her habd onbherveiast.
He turned to her, then shook his head a little and returned to the phone.
"Try as hard as you can, Beta Nicole. Please." Archer whispered, his voice low. "Try as much as you can to convince them. If you can't, I will."
Hailey's eyes thinned. "Is something wrong?"
Archer gave a small sigh and shook his head. "No. Maybe you should go on. I have a few things to take care of."
"Is it something with the dance? Are the alphas refusing to come?"
He swallowed. She was right. None of them want
