"Welcome back, ladies and gentlemen."
Ambrose heaved when he heard those words from the international Hunters Council speaker.
Madam Aileen seemed more relaxed than she was earlier today, eyes scanning through the hall. "I trust we've all had enough time to consider the plan suggested by Mr Lockwood?"
People were still trying to settle down in their seats, including Ambrose. Alisha and Devon were ahead of him, advancing up the steps to the American seats.
On those seats, Bruce, Magnus, Irina, Gabriel and Valentine were already seated. And of course, Viktor was there with a smirk that felt more infuriating than mischievous right now.
Devon sat between Viktor and his father, not uttering a word. Once Alisha sat as well, the only space available was one between Viktor and Devon.
Ambrose mumbled. "Maybe I should turn back."
Before he got the chance to make such a hasty decision, Aileen cleared her throat into her mic as silence settled into every corner of the chamber.
