LOGINglanced at Gabriel and his expression remained unreadable, but his eyes had sharpened. He understood what Rowan was doing. Rowan was not denying everything, he was creating doubt. He wanted the council to question what had happened before he took control so that whatever came after could be presented as something he had been forced to do. Elder Tomas leaned back in his chair. “You may present those documents at the next hearing.” “I do not need another hearing to tell the truth,” Rowan replied. He turned toward the gathered pack members, his voice growing louder. “I need the council to remember that my decisions were made to keep people alive.” He slowly walked along the edge of the council table. “Do you think I enjoyed cutting resources? Do you think I wanted families to struggle? I made difficult choices because someone had to make them.” A few people lowered their eyes and Rowan noticed their reaction and continued. “I
Vivianne lowered her gaze and Rowan remained standing. Elder Tomas gathered the documents in front of him and looked around the chamber. “This council will review every record presented today. Until the investigation is complete, no further transfer of Silvercrest land or resources connected to these agreements will proceed without council approval.” A murmur swept through the room and Rowan’s face darkened. “You cannot strip the Alpha of his authority based on accusations.” Elder Tomas met his gaze without flinching. “No one is stripping anything, we are investigating.” I looked at the council members and saw something I hadn’t seen in years: uncertainty. They had believed the story they had been given, now they had evidence that challenged it and for today, that was enough. I gathered my remaining papers and tucked them beneath my arm, but as I turned away from the table, I felt a deeper realization settle over me.
Today, I didn’t lower mine, Rowan’s gaze moved from me to Gabriel and then to the documents in his arms. He leaned back in his chair, his expression guarded. “What is the meaning of this?” he asked.I walked toward the center of the chamber and placed the first set of records on the table before facing the council. “I requested this hearing because I have evidence concerning Silvercrest’s financial decline after my mother’s death.”A murmur passed through the room and Rowan rested one hand against the arm of his chair. “Your mother’s death was years ago, Samantha. If you have concerns about old financial records, they could have been brought to me privately.”“I tried to understand what happened privately,” I replied, keeping my voice steady. “What I found was too serious to keep between us.”His expression hardened, but before he could respond, one of the older council members lifted his hand. “Let her speak,” Elder Tomas said firmly.Rowan glanced toward him before settling back int
While everyone believed my mother had died during a difficult period for the pack, the truth had been buried underneath years of lies. Someone had wanted her silenced, someone had wanted the information she carried and Rowan had been perfectly positioned to benefit from her death.I looked at Amara, refusing to let the thought remain unanswered. “Was Rowan the one who ordered it?”Amara hesitated, lowering her gaze for a moment before meeting mine again. “I don’t know.”The answer frustrated me, but I appreciated that she didn’t pretend to know something she couldn’t prove. “Then we find out,” I said, closing my fingers around the edge of the table.Gabriel leaned forward, his expression suddenly changing as though he had noticed something I hadn’t. “There is something else.”I turned toward him. “What?”He pointed toward the bottom of the page. “There.”I followed his finger and saw a name written beside a note about the northern connection, Elias Thorn. My heart sank. “My mother tru
The financial records had finally exposed their betrayal, but they had also opened another door. Behind it waited the truth about what Rowan and Vivianne had been trying so desperately to bury, and I intended to uncover that truth no matter how much it cost me.By the time I returned to the old archive house, the sky over Silvercrest had darkened. Gabriel carried the copied ledgers beneath his arm while Amara followed closely behind us, her expression unusually tense. None of us spoke until we were back inside the hidden chamber, where I placed the documents on the wooden table and stared at the growing pile we had gathered over the past few days.Every discovery seemed to lead to another question, and somehow, every question brought me back to my mother. Why had she been investigating the northern territories? Why had she contacted Elias Thorn? Why had she hidden records instead of taking them to the council? Most importantly, why had she become so afraid shortly before her death?Am
I turned another page and found a document dated only months after my mother’s death. It was an order transferring control of several Silvercrest resource stores to an external merchant. Rowan’s authorization appeared at the bottom, and beside it was Vivianne’s approval. My heart sank. “This was deliberate.”Gabriel rested one hand against the table. “We have enough evidence to establish a pattern.”I shook my head. “Not yet.”He studied me. “What else do you want to find?”“I want to know why they needed Silvercrest this weak.” I said.Gabriel was silent for a moment before reaching into another stack of documents. He pulled out a land report and placed it in front of me. “These transfers weren’t only about supplies.”I read the first paragraph then the second, and several areas of Silvercrest land had been leased to outside merchants after the pack could no longer afford to maintain them. The leases were unusually cheap, and the merchants were connected to the same network that had







