Arthur’s POV
The Elders stared at me, their expressions a mix of disbelief and barely controlled anger.
Jennifer stood beside me, her smug smile unwavering. She soaked in their reactions like she had expected this outcome all along.
I cleared my throat and repeated, “Jennifer has been chosen as the new Top Elder.” My voice was steady, but inside, I was filled with rage, my fists clenched but I tried to remain calm.
The elders exchanged glances at each other, they murmured among themselves, some turned to Charles, their faces demanding an explanation.
Charles also turned to me, one of his brows raised as he stared at me.
I inhaled deeply and continued. “I know this is a huge change to everything we believe in but…” I paused and swallowed hard. “Jennifer will make a good Elder.”
An elder jerked up slamming his fists on the table. “She has no right to sit among us,” he said coldly. “She’s not even one of us.”
Another Elder nodded. “She has no lineage here, No blood ties to the pack,
