"Excuse me?" I asked, dimming my eyes and tilting my head at Odessa.
She lowered her gaze, her lips parting speechlessly.
However, before I could say anything, a man in his late fifties from Alpha King Leonardo's delegates spoke up.
"I think she was clear enough, Alpha King." He blurted, stepping forward. "Alpha King Leonardo and my North American counterpart are both in critical condition. If this..."
He paused, glancing at Odessa with arched eyebrows. He was the Beta of the Green Hill pack, the main pack of the South American region, and also Alpha King Leonardo's home pack.
Anyway, after two seconds, he continued. "... If this witch really has a way of helping them and all she needs is to head outside your pack's walls, then what seems to be the problem? Why don't you want her going out?"
All eyes went to me, judging me silently. I clenched my jaw, my hands balling into fists as Damon spoke up in my head just then.
