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Chapter 85 - The Seat of Authority

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Damon’s POV

Elder Emma folded her hands over the table. “We have very little time. The council will convene today, although I’m not sure if all of them will come but some are already swayed. As I told you, Elder Bragg and his allies plan to press a vote of no confidence and they will probably try to seat an acting Alpha. If they are successful even for one night, they will consolidate power. That means that Darius will make his move.”

My jaw tightened. The room seemed to tilt slightly, Darius. It was always him, somehow the venom and history between us tangled itself like a noose around my neck.

Elder Emma’s voice was steady as she continued. “Although I don’t know if they will make their final move today, you must take the Alpha seat today in council. No sitting or standing, you will walk straight to that seat and sit in it. That’s how you demonstrate your authority to these elders, you already put your foot in the door with the last council meeting.” She said, her eyes squinted sl
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