<u><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(32, 178, 170)"><span style="font-family: 'Lobster Two'"><span style="font-size: 26px">Jaymus</span></span></span></u><br/><br/>The smaller grey wolf paced back and forth as the discussion continued. He could have shifted back, but the power radiating from the Alpha put a stop to that. Shifting now might be considered a power move and that would<i>not</i>go over well right now. The conversation went over his head, both literally and figuratively. He had no idea about the Grey Pack. All he knew had been told in stories by the old Alpha. Bed times stories to both terrify and inspire.<i>He missed the old Alpha...</i><br/><br/>His head shot up when Victoria left and went to follow, but the door was shut too fast and he whimpered. Doing a few circles of frustration, he huffed. There was nothing left for him to do but pout now. He was the youngest Gamma in nearly a century and as much as he'd trained for it physically...he was basically still a child. How the fuck was he supposed to deal with all of this masculine energy?<br/><br/>Jaymus didn't like to admit it, but there were a few things that he could sense off of Preston without even trying. He could tell right away that there were strong emotions radiating off of him and while Jaymus didn't know exactly<i>why</i>they were there, he was smart enough to know that the Grey Pack had something to do with it.<br/><br/>His body moved on its own, or so he would say, and he brushed against Preston's leg. He wanted out of this room. He wanted to know where their Luna was and he wanted -<i>needed</i>- to know what the hell was going on with his mate.