Elsa’s POVThe town hall was packed before dawn, the air heavy with anticipation and murmurs that rippled like restless waves through the crowd. The scent of the storm from the night before still clung to the earth, damp and cold, as everyone waited for the judgment of Mistress Veronica… the woman who had dared to deceive the Alpha and poison the peace of the Red Claw Pack.I stood beside Alpha Dylan at the front of the hall, my hands clasped tightly before me. His expression was hard, unreadable the look of an Alpha about to deliver justice. The tension was suffocating.When the doors swung open, the murmuring fell silent.Two guards dragged Veronica and her maid inside. Both were bound at the wrists, ropes cutting into their skin, dirt streaking their faces. Veronica’s once-perfect hair hung in tangled waves, and her gown — the same one she used to flaunt her status — was torn at the hem. Even now, she lifted her chin as if she still believed she could charm her way out of this.Her
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