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THIRD OERSON POVThe council chamber had felt a little bit different that day, though no one knew why exactly it felt that way. Perhaps it was the absence of the three pillars that usually anchored the room. Rowan with his steady and unyielding presence, Kira with her sharp military precision, and Mashik with his quiet, watchful strength, were all missing. They were called away on an urgent matter, or so the message had said. It left behind a vacuum that could not be filled by the polished stone walls of the meeting council hall or ceremonial firelight.And Seraphina noticed.She stood just outside the arched entrance, her fingers grazing the cool stone as her lips curved into a slow smile. Timing was everything. Power did not always come from strength. Sometimes, it came from knowing exactly when the foundation beneath a throne was weakest.And today… It seemed fragile.“Let them in,” she said softly to the guards stationed by the corridor, her tone deceptively gentle but edged with

THIRD PERSON POVThe council of elders did not wait for an answer this time around. Instead, they demanded it. The allegations were not just mere allegations and for Seraphina to lay such against the Queen, it means that there must've been an iota of truth.The elders were already seated long before the appointed hour, their faces drawn tighter than usual, and their usual composure replaced by something far more restless. The air itself seemed charged, thick with expectation and unease, as though the walls had absorbed every word spoken the previous day and were now waiting for what would come next.No one spoke at first.The truth that had been unveiled still lingered, heavy and unresolved, pressing against every thought, every judgment, and every instinct that had once felt certain.Finally, one of the elders leaned forward, his fingers steepled, his voice cutting through the silence with deliberate weight.“We cannot proceed on words alone,” he said. “What was said yesterday… if i

THIRD PERSON POVThe grand hall, which had only moments ago been filled with voices, accusations, judgment, and the suffocating weight of betrayal, now stood very silent.Rebecca remained exactly where she had been left—at the center.It was as though the echoes of the elders’ voices still clung to the walls, whispering accusations that refused to fade. She did not move.She could not, even.Her mind struggled to catch up with everything that had just happened, every word that had been thrown at her like daggers, and every truth twisted into something vile and unrecognizable.Banished.The word still rang in her ears like a cruel bell that refused to stop tolling. She was reminded of the very day her aunty had thrown her out of the house at sixteen.Her lips parted slightly, but no sound came out. Her throat felt tight, and her chest heavy, as though something invisible was pressing down on her, forcing her to stay rooted to that very spot.Then, she heard footsteps coming behind her

THIRD PERSON POVGuards scattered instantly.Their boots were loud across stone and gravel, their voices echoing through corridors and across the estate grounds as they searched every inch of the territory with growing urgency and concern. They shouted orders, pushed doors open and combed the paths in the estate where she could have been, but there was no sign of Rebecca. The air itself seemed to tighten with every passing minute, as though the entire territory could feel the absence of the one woman who had quietly become its heart.Suddenly, Rowan heard a soft and hesitant voice behind him. “My lord…”Rowan turned sharply.Rowan’s gaze fell on the young maid standing a few steps behind him, her hands clasped tightly together, and her head slightly bowed, but her expression tense.“Speak, Esme,” he commanded, his voice firm, though something dark flickered beneath it. “Where is the Queen?”The maid swallowed.Her eyes lifted briefly to meet his before dropping again.“She… she was

THIRD PERSON POVBack at the territory, Rowan did as Donald had commanded him and summoned the elders of the pack. Before Donald had traveled, he had given him the seal of authority. One that allowed him the permission to sit on Donald's throne and act as an interim king and Alpha.It was also important for what he was about to do. The elders all walked in grudgingly, their robes sweeping and whispering against the floor. "Is there a reason why there's a meeting today? The Alpha isn't around yet," an Elder asked."I called for the meeting," Rowan said. "As you all are aware, the Alpha gave me the authority to stand in his place before he traveled."Seraphina walks in majestically, still basking in the victory of what she had done to Rebecca. She sat down and crossed her legs. A ripple of murmurs spread across the council chamber. Everyone of them oblivious to why they were called. Finally, Rowan cleared his throat and spoke angrily. "Is everyone here now, or some others expect t