Chapter 77 A mystery in the heart of the desert

“I don’t want us to lose ourselves in this debate,” Albert declared, his voice firm. “We all know she’s been poisoned, and there's no bringing her back anytime soon. We must decide what to do next and move forward swiftly. Dwelling on her fate will only hinder us.”

Albert, who had been quietly savouring the grim news of Camilla’s condition, kept his thoughts to himself until now. He had relished the opportunity to see her suffer—a dark pleasure he had harboured for some time.

A beta elder addressed the room with a pointed gaze at Albert. “It’s one thing to be unreasonable, but it's another to persist in such a state of mind. Albert, I never expected this from you, not from a man like you who is considered to have honour amongst us.

Elder Clement added his voice to the mix; his tone was measured. “There’s nothing to fear. The mouthpiece understands the situation, and his presence inside is for the benefit of the pack. The less we concern ourselves with this, the better we can focus on