The Summit Begins

Emily's POV. I barely slept that night, tossing and turning as my mind raced with all the possible outcomes of the coming day. When dawn finally broke, painting the sky in hues of pink and gold, I was already up and pacing the length of our chambers. "You're going to wear a hole in the carpet if you keep that up," Luca mumbled from his spot on the couch, his hair sticking up in all directions. I shot him a glare, but there was no real heat behind it. "How can you be so calm?" I demanded. "In a few hours, we're going to be facing down the most powerful werewolves in North America, trying to convince them that their leaders are impostors." Leo appeared at my side, wrapping an arm around my waist and pulling me close. "Because we've got you," he said simply, pressing a kiss to my temple. "And that's all we need." I wanted to believe him,but the knot of anxiety in my stomach only seemed to tighten as the minutes ticked by. A soft knock at the door had us all tensing. Logan moved to answer