The Empty Chair The great hall had never felt more oppressive. Lisa sat in a high-backed chair near the front, her injured ankle propped on a cushioned stool, Luna Rose sleeping fitfully in her arms. The baby seemed to sense the tension that filled the room like a living thing, her little face scrunched with unease even in sleep. Every pack member had been summoned for this emergency meeting, their faces reflecting varying degrees of concern, confusion, and anger as they settled into the rows of chairs that Matthew had ordered arranged in a semicircle. Lisa's ankle throbbed with each heartbeat, the swelling having worsened overnight despite the ice and elevation. Dr. Martinez had been grimly satisfied with her examination that morning, confirming torn ligaments that would require at least six weeks of careful healing. But the physical pain was nothing compared to the psychological impact of knowing that someone in this very room had deliberately tried to harm her and Luna Rose. "B
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