Liam POV
Sigh
I was currently sitting at the council table listening to the bickering of the supernatural representatives who were currently quarreling over the vampire "incident" .
Why must I have to suffer through this.
They are just like children .
"Enough ....Cyrus stop aggravating Consul Sinclair" I said quickly cutting off any remarks from Cyrus with a steely glare.
Now I had their undivided attention .
"Consul Sinclair the death of three humans can not be ignored . what do you have to say about the actions of the delinquents who have so foolishly broken the most important rule that our kind has adhered to " leaning back into my wooden chair I crossed my arms and arched my eye brow at the vampire.
The vampire showed no emotion on his pale face .
His eyes cold and calculating .
"It was a most unfortunate incident but I can assure the council that the perpetrators will be dealt with and that I will do my best to prevent this from happening again " he stopped,a looking at every one at the table .
"Well now that we have that sorted what are we to do about the demons that keep escaping from the darkworld and create havoc amongst us " The fae consul smoothly changed the topic .she was a short blonde blue eyed faerie
Her small build hid the fact that if she wanted to she could challenge even the great alpha.
Looks certainly were deceiving .
Drowning out their conversation I casually assessed them.
Right across from me sat the witch consul. Sheyla a typical witch.
Raven black hair , high cheek bones , sharp features , and a pair of deep green orbs for eyes.
She smelled of spices and death.
Where the fae Avean wore a long glittering silver dress the flaired at the knees .
Sheyla wore black leather tights ,black boots , a black leather jacket and a deep red shade of lipstick.
Her knives displayed on the belt that clung to her waist .
Next to her was the warlock consul.
He was basically a male version of sheyla.
He smelled like burning flesh and had a wand at his belt.
Underestimating him was a big mistake .
He was known to have fought off ten demons at ounce and killing even one level 5 demon was a feat for an average wolf.
Before I could continue my assessment my ears were asualted be a banshee screaming .
It was faint but getting closer and louder .
Suddenly the ground trembled sending vibrations up my spine.
I locked eyes with Cyrus my beta .
The winds swept around the room .
Everything stilled .
Then there was a dark swirling mass of darkness that hung in the air .
I could see a figure flying straight at me screeching an ungodly tune.
The last thing I heard was the growls from around the table before a force hit me straight in the chest.
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