Blue.
"Damn Gyles, I need you right now." I breathe out, squeezing his hand in mine tightly. I am a nervous wreck right now. In a couple of minutes, the elders will decide if I am fit enough to lead the coven and if Rex should be executed.
A part of me hopes that this all goes in my favour. I will gladly accept the title of chief, so I can protect Rex. I need the power to protect him right now. Messing with magic is a deadly game. I don't want us to have to run for the rest of our lives. If he is wanted, they will put a bounty on his head. They will make sure they find him.
I don't want to live that kind of life with them. I want them to be protected, I don't want him to have to look over his shoulders for the rest of his life. I need a plan to make all this happen and that will only come if I am the next leader.
You never wanted this.
My wolf reminds me.
