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conference table was very expensive PAC property.
    “ Helen,” Lucas said, his tone low and very
quiet.
    She stopped mid-sentence through her rant.
    Everyone in the room turned to look at him. The silence
was so absolute it seemed that no one was even breathing. Glenn
Constantine, the Master vampire, didn't need to breathe, but the rest
of the members still needed to draw breath to function.
    “ Helen,” Lucas said evenly. “You need
to—” Zip it. “—remove your claws
from the table, sit down and relax.”
    “ Don't tell me to relax,” she snarled,
stripes appearing on her cheeks.
    “ I just told you to.”
    “ How can I relax when you're running the Council
to the ground? The PAC is going to hell on your watch!” she
spat.
    Lucas looked her calmly in the eye and repeated, “Relax,
Helen. It's an order from your Alpha.” There was no tension
or anger in his eyes, but his tone was firm and commanding.
    Helen's tiger stripes disappeared from her face, and her
claws retracted swiftly. She sat back down in her chair with a thud,
swallowing and blinking rapidly.
    “ Samantha,” Lucas turned to the red-haired
witch, who was already wrinkling her nose and muttering under her
breath at the ugly scratches in the polished oak table. “If
you'd...”
    “ Done!” Samantha smiled, as she finished
chanting her spell. In a sprinkle of colorful sparks, the gouges
sealed up and the polished surface was back to smooth and shiny,
without a single mark on that shimmering surface. “Good as
new!”
    “ Thank you, Samantha.” Lucas nodded his
appreciation. “You've worked your magic.”
    She wiggled her black nails in a wave. “You're
welcome, Alpha.”
    Grayson Volan the warlock, leaned forward beside
Samantha. “I'd say Helen has a point,” he said, looking
at Lucas and Helen, who as Emeritus Alpha, was seated to Lucas's
left. “Not only have we admitted a human council member, it
seems that we are also increasing the number of our human Enforcers.
While I have nothing against humans—” He held out his
hands in a gesture no doubt meant to be placating, but which Lucas
found to be highly hypocritical and annoying. “—it is a
fact that they are physically and mentally weaker than us
paranormals.”
    Out of the corner of his eye, Lucas saw Ella Wong, the
werepanther raise a brow and flick her eyes to Jett. Lucas
suppressed a smile. Lucas had worked with Jett long enough to know
that physically and mentally, Jett was as strong as, or even
stronger, than a lot of paranormals.
    “ So how can we entrust the city's safety to a team
of Enforcers, who are trained and led by...” A mere human. Grayson trailed off, leaving his unspoken words circling the
conference table like vultures.
    Lucas locked eyes with the warlock. He knew what
Grayson wanted. The ambitious warlock wanted Jett's position in the
PAC. The Head of the Enforcers would gain popularity and a high
enough profile for the next election. If Jett was a paranormal, he
would be well-placed to be the next Alpha. A lopsided smile began to
tug at the corner of Lucas's lips as he pictured a human being
elected as the PAC Alpha. He would definitely throw his support
behind Jett when he stepped down, that was for sure. And well, who
knew what could happen in six years' time? He chuckled inwardly as
he regarded Grayson. My money's on you, Jett.
    “ Jett,” Lucas said, his eyes still on
Grayson. “For the benefit of some PAC members who may not have
kept up to date on the latest and toughest training program of the
Enforcement Unit, could you please brief the Council on what the
trainees undergo when they are recruited as Enforcers? And, let us
have the names of the latest graduates from the training program. I
think some of the Council members may want to shadow these rookies
and assess their physical and mental strength for themselves.”
    “ Yes, Alpha.” Jett unfolded his arms and
stood to his full height. At six and a half feet, he was an inch
shorter