I can sense Rosa, and even Petra, sitting in the same stunned silence. Finally, after several long moments, with Magdra looking entirely nonplussed, sitting and watching us both, I find my voice.
“That’s impossible.”
“Why?” She says, slightly c*****g her head with an expression of mild curiosity. She looks like a teacher trying to draw an opinion out of a student.
“Well, Alphas can’t, I mean typically they don’t…” I start to trail off.
“Alphas aren’t Elders,” Rosa eventually picks up my train of thought.
“Ah. Yes, that’s true. Perhaps I should clarify. I was a potential Alpha, in my youth. Obviously, my life took a different path. Although, there are a few examples of Alphas becoming Elders in their twilight years.”
“Two,” Rosa speaks up. “In 1876 and in 1994.”
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