Snippet #1495565

Mageria stared at Chandos in disbelief. For the most part she managed to keep her emotions under control, but her eyes always reveled the strength of them. In this case her temper was slowly climbing, washing the color out until they reached an unsettling light blue grey.
“Let me see if I have this straight.” She had to pause to take a breath. “While you all were setting up camp, three of the Pack managed to work their way in. Two of them took out three soldiers while the other one simply walked up to Grim and started talking to him. After which he ran off and they all disappeared into the forest. Do I have this correct?” The icy politeness of her tone gave no lie to her state of mind. She was pissed. Chandos shifted uncomfortably where he stood in front of her.
“Yes ma’am. That is correct. But I was too far away to hear what was said. And Pondus went off to check on something as soon as he got back”
Mageria pinched the brow of her nose. “Very well. See to your men and tell Grim I want to see him as soon as possible.”
As Chandos left Mageria resisted the urge to swear. Much as she wasn’t happy about leaving the Pack alone right now, it was what had to happen. But what they did, both recently and in the past . . . . she couldn’t forgive or forget.
After a long moment she pushed away from her desk and went to find Krander in the War Room.