Yeon's POV
I grit my teeth at the painful sound of my son's roar.
I see the flinch on some of the hardened clan elders faces while some shift uncomfortably in their seats.
Everyone knows that my Jaehyun is not an unruly youth, neither does he make false promises. If he says he will kill you, he will kill you.
Even my husband winces at the rawness in Jaehyun's command.
"Come out" is all my son asks and none of them dares to step outside of the room, already aware of what my son is capable of. I see loyal old Jisung rising from his seat, intending to go silence Jaehyun but I give him a chilling glare from my own seat next to my husband as the luna.
"Sit" I say and he obeys instantly.
This one meeting has been dragging for hours and I refuse to let them have their way, if they don't bend to my will, we will all die in here together.
