"Everyone's awake," she replied matter-of-factly, approaching us without hesitation. "The whole pack felt the magic." She stopped directly in front of Matthias, studying him with frank assessment. "You're the source. The new magic."Matthias met her gaze steadily, something in her direct approach seeming to put him at ease. "Part of it," he corrected. "My sister and your brother are the other parts."Lily nodded as if this made perfect sense. "You look tired. And hungry." She turned to Alpha Logan. "Father, they need food and rest before any Council meetings."I bit back a smile at her authoritative tone. Though young, she already carried herself with the confidence of her bloodline. Alpha Logan's expression softened with affection for his daughter."Quite right, little one," Alpha Logan said, trying not to smile.“Come, I’ll have a room made up for him in the Alpha suite, and I’m sure Maison and you would like to get some rest in your own. Don’t worry, you’ll be across the hall from
The Stone's surface cleared, the images fading back into swirling patterns of light. I stood trembling, tears streaming down my face as the truth settled into my bones. My little brother hadn't died with our parents—he'd been born into captivity, raised by the same monster who had orchestrated our family's destruction."Ten years," I whispered. "He's been with her for ten years."Maison's arm tightened around me, his voice rough with emotion. "We'll find him, Marabelle. I swear it."Uncle Mateo approached the Stone cautiously, his expression haunted. "The Stone showed us this for a reason. It must be part of what we need to know to perform the protection ritual.""Or to make it stronger," Jacob suggested, his tactical mind cle
I sat in stunned silence, processing this revelation. It painted Thomas in an even more monstrous light—not just a traitor to his Alpha, but a murderer of his own family for simply showing compassion."So Thomas killed his own family because his son found a mate he didn't approve of?" The horror in my voice was palpable.Jacob nodded grimly. "I believe so. I found evidence that Sarah had been helping Marcus meet with Annabelle in secret. She'd created alibis for him, covered his absences. Their daughters likely knew as well—they were close.""And Thomas discovered this.""Yes, though I didn't realize it at the time." Jacob's expression darkened. "When I reported back to your father that Sarah seemed to be protecting a secret rather than betraying the pack, he relaxed his suspicions. We both missed the real threat.""Thomas," I breathed."Thomas had already aligned with Viktor and Nightshade by then. When he discovered his son's 'weakness,' as he would have seen it, it provided him wit
"The Elder Council," Jackson interrupted, his voice dropping to barely above a whisper. "At least one member may have been supporting Viktor and Thomas from the shadows."The implications were staggering. The Elder Council was the highest authority in the supernatural world, comprised of the oldest and most powerful beings from various species, including werewolves, vampires, fae, and others whose existence remained largely hidden from humans."That's... that's impossible," Maison breathed, shock evident in his voice. "The Elders are sworn to neutrality in pack matters."Jackson's expression remained grim. "Tell that to the rogue who's singing like a canary in the holding cells. He claims Thomas received ancient texts and magical artifacts and whispers of other high-ranking pack members who may have survived that night, that your family was killed. It appears your father may have had more than one traitor in his pack, just as we did.”I felt my blood run cold. "What do you mean? Who e
Council Meeting"Sorry to interrupt this touching moment," Jackson called, not sounding sorry at all, "but the Council of Alphas has arrived early. Father's looking for both of you."Maison growled in frustration, his forehead still pressed to mine. "Your timing is impeccable as always, brother."I couldn't help the small laugh that escaped me, though disappointment coursed through me as well. "We should go.""They can wait," Maison murmured, his eyes never leaving mine."No, they can't," Jackson insisted, his tone suddenly serious. "Viktor's rogues are regrouping. The Council needs to make decisions now."That got our attention. Maison pulled back, though his hand remained firmly clasped with mine. "How many?""Reports suggest at least thirty, possibly more. They're not accepting that their leader has been neutralised." Jackson's usual playfulness was entirely absent. "And there's something else. A rumour that Viktor had a contingency plan—some blood ritual involving Graystone land r
Maison moved to my side, his warm presence steadying me as the pendant's magic continued to flow through me. "What's happening to him?" he asked quietly."Justice," I replied, watching dispassionately as Viktor's transformations became more erratic. "The pendant is severing his false claim."Dean tried to edge toward the door, taking advantage of the distraction. Luna Mara intercepted him with deadly grace, her claws at his throat before he could take three steps."Where do you think you're going, traitor?" she asked sweetly, though her eyes promised violence.Viktor collapsed to the floor, his body finally settling into human form—but changed. The vitality and power that had made him so dangerous was gone, leaving him looking withered and decades older than his true age."What have you done to me?" he gasped, his voice barely more than a rasp.I approached him, the pendant's light dimming now that its work was complete. "The price of a false claim is steep, Viktor. You tried to steal