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Chapter 52: The Last Plea

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The chamber felt different without Silas in it.

Not quieter—wolves rarely left true silence behind but thinner, as though a weight had been ripped out of the air, leaving only raw edges and the taste of metal on Nicole’s tongue. She sat alone at the long table, back straight, hands pressed flat against the carved wood, every inch of her radiating control while inside her pulse thundered like a war drum.

The council had dispersed hours ago. Some reluctantly, some muttering in dark corners, some too quick to bow their heads and flee. Their shadows still clung to the walls, whispers lingering in the stones. Outside, she could feel the pack’s unrest shifting like a storm tide—splinters of loyalty, jagged pockets of defiance.

Nicole exhaled once, steady, forcing herself not to move.

Stillness was power. Stillness was dominance.

And yet the silence gnawed.

Her thoughts snagged on Silas’s retreating figure, the set of his shoulders when he turned from her, the silence he’d left coiled tight
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