Chapter 13

The Council chamber in Denver is all pale stone and old wood, and it was packed. Everyone came. Rejections between Alpha bloodlines happen maybe twice a generation. I walked in in a white suit with my mother on one side and my brother on the other, and I did not hurry. Kieran was already there. He looked like a coat on a hanger. The suit that used to fit him hung off his shoulders, and there was grey at his temples that hadn't been there in November. He was twenty-nine. Selene sat three...